This river is famously known for its fish!
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Posted on December 1, 2011 at 01:10:04 PM by Kite
The brute had only recently returned to Wolf Mountain from years of absences. Kite was happy to see that he hadn't lost his ability to fly why he was gone from the mountain, and flying was surprisingly like riding a bicycle. Once learned you could never forget no matter how long it had been. The mostly white brute glided on his matching feathery wings letting the draft from the river keep him in the sky. Kite was happy to be home, he forgot how beautiful and wonderful his home land was, and his golden eyes lit up as they ran over the familiar features of the River Danson area. Kite continued to soar over the area, giving the feathery wings a few beats, his red feather necklace, a trademark of his family and fairly well known, fluttered behind his neck. Only his family had these necklaces, given to them by their mother, Flaming Rose, to all of his siblings.
Kite slowly started to tilt downward and let himself dip towards the water, once there he drug his right front toes through the water before picking up again, giving his wings a few beats to regain altitude before curving over to land on the shore. Gently Kite's paws touched the moist banks of the river. It seemed to have rained a few days ago, swelling the river, but today the sun was bright and the wind crisp with the coming winter. It was a bit chilly, frost had taken over the grounds only that morning before he had rose and took off from his last nights sleeping post. He used to be quite used to the cold having been born and lived in Ice pack for many years. He didn't have that thick coat anymore that most Ice Pack members developed, but he did know how to survive the cold with ease.
Kite moved so that he could get a drink from the cold waters of Traydon River. Folding in his feathered wings, he began lapping at the water, the red feather necklace dragging on the water's surface lightly. He was contented quickly, with it being so cool out he wasn't all to thirsty, Kite instead raised his golden gaze and searched the area he didn't really look for others on his flying pass over. It didn't take but a minute before Kite spotted the brown mottled fem down river, his orange banner waved and a kind smile crossed his maw. He approached her, with her on the opposite side of the river he merely watched her for a moment before spreading his wings and leaping over it. It would be impossible to simply jump, but with his wings he glided across, using the draft from the river. He landed lightly refolding in his wings and let his golden gaze land on the fem, kind smile on maw before sayind, "'lo there!" His tail gave a few wags before noticing she didn't look to pleased, "Something bothering you, Miss?" He asked gaze still set on her.
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