Sea Legs

*Thoren* · 08-07-2019, 12:44 PM

The scent of salty water was strong, but it was a scent he was growing accustomed to having spent several days now in the east along the coast or on an island. Paws gripped the rocky terrain as he made his way carefully towards the coastline. He’d been told the waters here were crystal blue, but it was the beached animals that were most fascinating. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t seem he would be in luck for a beached creature of the sea. Even more unfortunate, the sea was most definitely not crystal clear today. The wind had already picked up and clouds were churning overhead, dark and angry they threatened to spill their contents right then and there. He could scent the moisture on the air, mixed with the salty seawater, telling him rain would fall soon and he needed to find shelter…fast.

Thoren would turn from the shoreline and begin to travel northward, towards the cliff; maybe he could find a nice cave up that way…away from the impending midnight storm. As the storm approached, the little bit of light would fade, but that did not seem to unsettle the earth toned wolf, he was perfectly at ease in the dark and with each passing moment his eyes would open more and more, allowing the small amounts of light in. He’d be able to see, even as the moon was left hidden behind clouds…not great, mind you but he would be able to see better than others of his species. He’d be able to spot shelter and that was what mattered most.

"1/3 for navigation skills"
NOTE: Thoren is extremely sensitive to light, he can see better at night than most wolves (not perfectly however). He also speaks with a heavy, Scandinavian accent.

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