Tan paws carried the small, terrified pup in the direction of the lake. Wide eyes and trembling body as his small pillars carried his body towards the lake; jumping here and there at every sound of every which way. Salali; or Squirrel as his mother had liked to call him because he jumped at everything, was nothing but a scared pup. In his eyes that's all anyone had ever made him out to be; even himself. But now as he was headed in the direction of the lake, hid body trembling and himself jumping here and there as he moved ever so slowly towards the lake. Soon he noticed the grass break off into sand; he'd stopped to sniff and look at it, afraid to even step foot on the sand. He'd never seen it before.