Ocean of Grass

Shilah's guess was correct, this man was Percy's brother. Not terribly surprising. They looked quite similar, in fact now that he thought about it he seemed to remember a number of colorful wolves with a similar pattern. At the time he thought maybe it was just a symptom of too much alcohol. Shilah nodded. "Yes, although if we head directly east we'll run right into a wide river that divides here from a rocky tangle of caves. I recommend we head northeast into Fern Gulley then angle southeast to the beach." While it wasn't necessarily the straightest past Shilah was certain it would be the fastest. They wouldn't have to deal with forging rivers or climbing mountains.

Shilah glanced at the sky again then back to the colorful man. "My name is Shilah. We might want to get a move on. I think the wind should push these clouds north of us but we'll be in the path for a bit. I'd like to cut east before it starts to rain."