[BEAR.]

Admittedly, Lionstar didn't have much of the way of plans when he made his quiet exit out of camp and headed down to the river.

Fawnsriver? Maybe it was due for a rename, given the proximity to the trees his Pinefawn had planted a few seasons ago. Oh, how time flew.

Standing at the water's edge, he was itching to take a dip and wadded into the cool liquid when movement caught the corner of his eye.

"Hey handsome," Lionstar spoke with his muzzle twisting into a friendly smirk, "come here often?"

[ @Slushie ]