Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

~*Wintertime Stories*~
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Brom had been given a fine time recently. With a new alpha at coral flower, his pack and home, things were looking up. He’d thought Lone Zelda to be a fine alpha, but he was never there. Sin was cruel but he would have been loyal, and respecting of her. However, Hayazo suited him perfectly. Both nice and there a lot, so it seemed. He hoped it wouldn’t change. The scruffy, skinny waif traversed traydon river; a river that ran straight through his home and out again. He was actually paddling, loving the water as he always had done, and was ankle-deep in the liquid. He’d been going a short while, when he spotted a femme up on the edge of the river. Brom didn’t do well with females, because they nearly always suspected him of flirting, but he tried to get along anyway, despite himself.

Allo, Skipper! he called up from the river, noticing she was quite a far way away from the bank. I’ll be up there pronto, no more than a jiffy! Brom exclaimed, in his odd, odd accent. And then he leapt from the water, tail wagging as he rushed up to meet Tenebrae, his dark eyes wide and flustered, face open and all together friendly. You look grumpy, tiger lil’. he noted, giving her a wolfish smile. I’m Brom, I dare say. the brown, black, and grey canine gave a bumble-bee wag of his hindquarters, and then bowed right before her, though the move was exaggerated, obviously just for fun and for no real courtesy.

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