The chocolate brujo plodded through the wet terrain,his darker paws sinking just so in the wet ground. The rain from the early morn still clung to the branches and ferns that surrounded him. Sea colored lookers scanned the area that was around him, picking up the movement of a squirrel, the bushy tailed thing scurrying along the trees above him. He chuckled softly as it tried to stuff nuts in its checks. The nuts fell out many times and he burst into a soft laughter.How could the thing be so stupid?It would have to make more than one trip.The browned he-beast trotted towards the river,eyeing the current uneasily.He knew wolves who had been swept away,but had caught a rock and survived. But what if he got swept away? What if he didn’t get caught on a rock?What if he didn’t survive? But the desire for company pushed him to leap into the rushing river, and he got sucked under. As he fought to rise to his paws, for it wasn’t very deep, water sucked into his nose and mouth,making it much harder.He finally stumbled to his paws, cough and spitting up water. He coughed the last of the water up and his sides heaved. He steadied his swaying form and then pushed through the river. Once at the other side,the brujo pulled his sopping wet form onto the bank, shaking his pelt like a dog. He flicked his ears,annoyed by the water in them. The brute plodded towards Bright Moon Pack, eyes weary. The soft sound of voices reached his awaiting towers when he got there.He frowned and followed the scent.When he reached the owner,or owners is the better term,He froze.His orbs scanned the area,confused.His words were lost in his throat and he just stared.I think I’m gonna come back later and pretend I didn’t see this The chocolate hued brujo said nodding slightly.Then he backed up,eyes wide.