The smell of salt was heavy in the air, it's scent burning the brown and grey males nose. He knew he was getting closer to the Ocean. The terrain was rocky and loose with sand, making it a hard time for the brute to find his footing. He often slipped or almost lost his balance, but that did not hinder him. The wolf was drawn in by the roar of waves clashing up against rocks– slowly eroding them away and into tiny bits of sand. But it was also the soft sounds of the ocean lapping at the sandy shore below that drew him in. It was never clear to Keoni as to why he was always attracted to water, he loved swimming and you could often find him near water or some place sucluded. Although Keoni was a wolf– naturally a social animal he often stayed secluded, daydreaming or exploring his environment. This was a perk, but also a downfall. His curiosity and his thirst for knowledge could get him killed, but also help him in different situations. Him being alone most of the time sometimes hindered his social skills and making him a bit socially awkward. It was tough for him to make friends because of this. However, the colored wolf was a polite gentleman despite his upbringing. These facts maked Keo an outcast in many packs. The only pack he truly felt at home was his mates pack where Keo and his younger sister resided. But that was before his tiny pack was whipped out, leaving him to heal his mental, physical, and emotional wounds that still scar him to this day.

It is hard to not remember. There are times in our liives when we just don't want to remember and it seems you remember the worst times of your life rather than the best times of your life. Already Keo was forgetting, but was that a good or bad thing? The image of his mate and sister fading didn't exactly sit well with the brute. Not wanting to open the locked door in Keoni's mind he let out a loud sigh and paid more attention to where he was going and the scenery. It seemed he came just in time to see the sun set. What a wonderful sight to see. Colors from the many ranges of orange, pink, red, and blue painted the sky. The ocean added its magnificence by its roaring waves and glittering surface. A real smile graced Keoni's inky lips as the breeze tugged at his fur, weaving it's gentle touch through the individual hairs that covered his body. Seagulls sang above as they flew home on the winds gentle touch.

He sat on one of the many cliffs, eyes closed as he enjoyed the many sensations. He was dozing slightly until the sound of splashing and laughter tracked his ears. Instantly he grew alert, his eyes snapped open and looked down to watch a silvery wolf swim in the ocean. She must be bold to swim in such dangerous waters. Although Keo liked swimming he avoided violent waters. But the wolf seemed to be enjoying herself. Keoni could not tell if she was from his pack, Agavos or from Erenyx or Helidos. Hopefully she was no Erenyx wolf. Getting up and stretching out his cramped muscles Keo thought it to be kind and introduce himself. Slowly he walked down the cliff side, carefully picking where to place his steps so he didn't plummet to his death. At the end the brute bunched his muscles and jumped down onto the sandy beach. By the time he was on the ground the silvery fea was walking out of the water, dripping wet. He cautiously walked towards her, hoping he didn't look aggressive or portrayed any negative emotions. "Enjoy your swim?" He spoke and gave her an easygoing smile. His eyes shined with kindness and darkened with the spark of adventure. His smoldering amber eyes watched her as he waited for a response.