Falls of the Hinterlands At ease

He watched for a while, waiting patiently for the time he would be noticed. How blisfully unaware this man was to the hunter near by. The creature's belly rumbled, but not of hunger. He was growing excited to see the reaction, or to see how blind these wolves were in these lands. 

The swim had come to and end and after a brief attempt at drying themselves off, they spotted him. Saliva pooling on his tongue within the cave of his mouth, he smiled. I can smell your distress. Learn to mask it before you excite the wrong beast. He spoke in a chilling calm. A lone wolf should never be as relaxed as you were, life is hard for one without a pack. Be thankful I didn't join you in the waters when I had the chance.