[P] the Dock of the Bay

Paws carried the golden girl through the woods until she came across a glimmering lake. The water looked like it was silver, and Solveig couldn't help but pause and admire it for a bit. She'd never seen anything like this back home, and it was quite stunning. An ear flickered as she heard crunching of leaves, and spotted a herd of elk not too far from her. They didn't seem to bothered by her presence at the moment. Perhaps it was because she didn't seem interested in hunting for the creatures at the moment, or perhaps it was her own antlers that made them a little more at ease with her presence.

After staring between the elk and the lake for a bit, she then started to continue on her way through the land. The golden girl would occasionally meander back towards the water's edge, still unable to really get over how breathtaking the view truly was at this lake. This land was really nothing like where she'd grown up. She definitely was nowhere near home anymore - this sort of land feature hit the nail on the head that she was far from home and unlikely to ever see her family again.

@Beyron 

 

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He who lived on the run. Beyron hadn't known a life of social comforts in over a year, maybe longer. Slipped into solitude when he cut ties with the world he hardly knew its current state; hardly cared. For now he stayed on the move, not really finding contentment in any of the locations he lingered and this was no different. The forest did offer a lush sort of living, plenty of food and of course the lake which he would come to visit often. 

But it was cold here. Much too cold. He'd need to make his way further south in hopes of warmer weather but knew he'd be giving up the crystal waters for wetlands and murk. The man sighed inwardly as he absently drew from the curtain of evergreens, rolling his shoulders to get the shawl on his back to lay more comfortably standing at the waters edge he leaned down for a drink when a figure of bright gold encroached his view. 

Beyron squinted as he rose his head, as if he was adjusting his eyes to sunlight. he watched the girl as she padded along the edge of the lake slowly closing the space between her and his dark figure. Sighing, he assessed his options, blue eyes shifting over his right shoulder to an escape route and before playing around with any other options he moved to take it. Pivoting to follow his makeshift path as if he'd not seen her at all. It had been a good two weeks since he'd gotten roped into any socializing and he wasn't trying to lose his streak yet. 

Solveig wasn't intensively encroaching on anyone's space. She was unaware of the presence of the other canid, and was merely in awe of how lovely the lake was and how lush the forest was. She found it quite hospitable,  in her eyes, and she could see herself making a place for herself here at some point. 

However, her attention was drawn to the presence of another when the wind shifted and she caught the scent of another canid on the wind. Blinking, Solveig looked in the direction of the source, trying to pinpoint if they were friend or foe. She didn't speak up just yet, preferring ti keep quiet as she assessed the situation at paw. 

 

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