He hadn't really left his den much recently other than the pack meeting and to trail behind Ama a bit. Today he felt a pull towards... Somewhere... A tug at his breast, and he decided with the bright sunny weather that echoed through the sky that today was probably a good day to get out and do... Something...

So with that he nudged his Skully goodbye with a small smile and a yip before he headed out towards whatever was yanking on his chest. He thought that it might be important, he hadn't ever felt anything like this before, it was like an anxious cold feeling in his heart and it caused his to trot his way down and down the mountain he currently called home.

The boy passed a beautiful cherry blossom tree, taking a moment to admire the beauty of it. The boy smiled as he stood beneath it, stood at the base with paws on the roots that poked out, taking a deep breath and inhaling the light scent with closed eyes... Then he noticed something... Similar in the air, something he knew, something... Dangerous...

His eyes flung open as he bit his lip with nervousness, the pull was dragging his path along the ground towards the waters that raged down and away from the mountain. Furrowing his eyebrows the Russian blue boy padded to the edges and took a deep breath, remembering the scent of poisons he knew and didn't. It was familiar and yet not... He knew the scent of poison but not this poison...

He could feel the sun beating down warmly on his spine but chose to ignore the warmth that tried to chase away that anxious bucket of water he was feeling. Eyes narrowed as he let out a whimper, smelling the waters that threatened his senses and yet still drew him to its lapping waves...

Waves that once were a crystalline blue, a color that mirrored the sky now mirrored something similar to his own optics, dancing indigo children along the surface of the bouncing liquid before him. Bringing his nose to the edge of the discolored liquid he sniffed at it and tilted his head to the left as he brought a paw out to touch the surface of the strange rushing waves.

Burning suddenly raced through his veins like ice as he yelped and hopped backwards a few times, shaking his paw like mad to try and free it of the burning poison that singed his paw pad. The bottom had been burned by the poisoned liquid that was once clear and had held his previous home. He looked at it with squinting his eyes and he whimpered, sounds that pitched and fell through the empty area near the cherry blossom