Draak padded slow through the grassy area. His head held low, not in submission or fear…oh no, he was in complete control. He just had his head here to watch without being obvious. He watched as pups rolled and adults met. A few packs could be smelled in the distance, a few members nearby, fishing he guessed. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes as he moved through a patch of flowers, their scent releasing into the air and causing him to sneeze. Shaking his head to clear it, he changed his path to move towards the water. It was higher then normal, so it didn’t take long until he reached its cool waters. Looking right back up at him, was a small fish. Draak narrowed his multi hued eyes, giving a low growl and the fish took off. With a sigh, his white frame continued through, creating a wake as he walked. He continued until his white pelt appeared grey, wet, until it went halfway up his chest.
He looked down, his reflection looking back up at him. Stern face and that damn scar. He tilted his head, a low grow coming up again. He looked into each eye, one red, one blue and again…that damn scar. Temper building in recollection he threw his body forward, taking a dive into its depths. His self no longer looking back, he took the second to look around, bubbles flowing up from his nose, black ears naturally pinned back, a chuckle escaped at the balls of water escaping to the surface. Getting enough amusement for one afternoon, he returned to the top of the water, walking in land until he was about ‘knee deep’ and continued on his quest of watching and walking.
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