Cedar Planks and Bears

Bo nodded to Jynn's words. She liked forests, but she would always prefer the scent of the salty sea. She would prefer the calls of seabirds over the sounds of songbirds. Sand beneath her paws instead of leaf litter and dirt. She couldn't say that she didn't appreciate this place, but it wouldn't have been her top pick for a place to live. Especially with all of the bears that seemed to be frequenting this place. She wondered if they were here all the time or if they were just here for the rush of fish.

A low growl sounded and it was a bit too close for comfort. Flicking her gaze to Jynn, Bowen motioned that they should go with a pull of her skull. The young fae was on her paws and began moving in the opposite direction of the growl.

"Bowen"