Humidity works against him this day as he moves his broad paws onward, lavender gaze is cast about as he makes his way through this new place. The scent of others coming and going was the first thing to assault his senses, causing the painted male to curl his nose in distaste. So many were here, it was hard to understand where they could all be hiding. It is no matter, the wolf is best left alone, even on the best of his days. Mottled grey paws move slowly and purposefully toward the shore of the lake, pink tongue sliding from between powerful grey jaws to lap at the cool waters there. Over and over the motion goes, until his lips are saturated and the deep thirst was sated, pulling his maw from the surface of the water the excess liquid slides unnoticed from his mouth and down to the ground. Yellow sparked lavender gaze is sent to the clouds above, black-flecked ears swiveling about as he listens for the storm to come. Already the humidity of this place was suffocating, the heat before the storm all but stealing the air from his lungs.

Moving into the cooling body of liquid, he wades in the waters of Ruieze Lake. He lays in the shallows and simply exists in his own little universe. His thoughts are of nothing but the need to cool off, and he seeks nothing more than to relax and come to know this place he has journeyed to. Company is uninvited, but it would be good to assuage the need to know of his surroundings. He preferred to keep to himself, stayed quiet and away from others most of the time but it would be helpful to know just a little about this place he would come to call home. Until then, he would lounge and relax in the water of the lake, trying to keep his blood cool in case anyone did happen to stumble upon him. There was a certain level of caution to be used when coming to a new land, and Samdei was not about to let the reason he was here get out into popular knowledge. No one could know of his bloody past until he decided to make it his future.