The large tom sat by the water's edge. The new territory was filled with novel things, but water was always a favourite of the deputy. Travelling through sand and dust for so long had him appreciative of a different kind of desert, one that hid its life below its surface. His shadow was cast across its surface, lapping at the rocky shore as waves came in and out, gentle and calm. He had yet to get much rest, but at least times like this he could close his eyes and imagine a different place, a different past for himself. The deputy wasn't unhappy where he was, but getting here wasn't easy. He was lucky to have a relatively relaxed place to call home for once, and he was glad that they had found a place to settle that would actually work. He opened his green-glazed eyes to look over the sky, alight with warm hues as the sun began to set, the coming darkness calling him home.