Who's this guy now?

Skidding to a halt Eilan sent the dark-colored sand flying. Drat! Above him the seagull he'd been after was circling overhead squawking obscenities at him. The boy stuck his tongue out at the stupid bird. One of these days he was going to catch that fat, feathery thing and it was going to be delicious. Shaking the sand from his coat he set off in search of more practice.

Eilan had settled quickly into Donostrea, taking up an old and currently unused den while he worked up his strength again. Soon enough he'd join the search for his father again. It wouldn't do to have the Donostreans doing all the work, especially when they were nice enough to let him stay. He'd have to make it up to them some day.

As he paced along he spied a young pup draped in a beautiful coat of white and sky blue. The colors of the wolves in this pack had unnerved him at first but he was quickly getting used to the idea. "Hey! Hello! Who are you!" He sprinted over to her, tail wagging. "I'm Elian!" May she'd like to play? He hadn't played in forever!

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