Duck Lake every night I'll be with you

Despite all the time that had past between then and now he still remembered her like yesterday. Only a few weeks prior he had been here, repeating the same memories over in his mind. Still hearing her voice in the back of his mind like a whisper that would never leave his ear. We could, maybe... meet here again? "I'll be there Gorgeous" he huffed to himself under his breath.

Having been in the area over the past few weeks he couldn't bring himself to leave it often finding himself resting in the aspen woods close by. His next destination would be much harder to visit and leave but that would be for another day.

Today he set back toward the water and as if it were a few weeks ago another white female came into his view. This time he was much more warry about speculating if it would have been her, he knew it wasn't her. A reddened mark on her head made sure of that. Clearing his mind and lightly shaking off the snow that had made its way onto his pelt.

As he walked towards her along the waters edge the red mark on her forehead became more apparent but not detailed enough for him to make it out. "Evening Miss" he said politely not wanting to startle her.