Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

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The buzz of cicadas, a spot in the shade and the quiet sound of the river gave the brute a very peaceful and serene feeling. Something he had not felt in a very long time. Hayabusa lounged in the green grass to the side of the river, in the shade of a tree overhanging the water. Red eyes were half-closed, tail flicking lazily back and forth. Since coming back to Wolf Mountain, the scarred brute had felt much more at peace, then again he supposed that was the magic of the place. His birthplace... Hay still hadn't returned home to Ice Pack to see if his mother and father were still there, he wasn't sure what it was but he just didn't want to explain where he had gone and why.

Hayabusa's peace of mind might also be attribuited to the little dragon he had picked up, a Red Back he had named Emiko. The dragon was a sweet little thing, he liked to explore and learn which the wolf/husky hybrid could certainly respect. It was clear that Emi was intelligent, and he already knew how to fight and hunt it seemed instinctively. Of course it needed some touching up, fine tuning but the mythical seemed to inherently know the basics.

Right now Emiko was trying to fish in the river, he wanted to catch a midday snack for the both of them. He was very happy with his master, he wasn't very talktative and rather gruff but he was very kind. The crimson coloured dragon stared at the river, waiting for another fish to swim by. He had caught two, but that wasn't nearly enough for the both of them. Hayabusa couldn't say fish was his favourite thing, but he would humour his little companion and eat it.

((For Vivaldi))

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