It was warm outside, and he had been running, not as a human, but as a wolf. Mainly because it was more fun. However, he could never do it anywhere near where he lived. Since there were no trees to hide in. It was why he had gotten into his truck and driven for a couple of hours, until he found a nice foresty place, outside of New York. He of course, stripped and locked his clothes in the pickup, and hidden the keys, where he’d find them once he came back, and of he went.
After an hour of just running, he’d found a small river, and without second thought, he’d just jumped in, and was currently swimming around, enjoying the cool water against his fur. He’d eventually get out and just lay in the sun to dry off.













