Blackfoot Forest The Strangest Thing

Posting with Theo instead of Khaba with permission!

Despite how much he may have wanted to, he could not dishonestly say he had spent his days well. They were filled mostly with aimless traveling, sleeping, and an occasional hunt or two—though only enough to keep his belly from grumbling with displeasure.

Here, in this land, there was too much space. How could anyone possibly know where to turn next, if to not end up walking in circles?

But when a bank of water soon came to view, Theoxaris realized his thirst. Tongue dry and pale from a few days worth of dehydration, he looked eagerly upon the substance. His pace even quickened to one of pure excitement and relief! A child, almost, suckling his mother's teats for the first time.

The beastly man, burly in form, but not in behavior, leapt into the water, dancing while it splashed to and fro. And what he'd had his fun, his muzzle buried itself within, tongue filling his mouth with every drop it could hold. Water had never tasted to good! Even despite the frigidness of the air, as it had been completely forgotten in this moment.