Tut-Tut It Looks Like Rain

Kione found the idea of two packs being close friends an interesting concept and wondered if it was a normal thing for wolves or if these packs were just special.  The wild dog course of course ask but though he mused on it now it wasn’t generally a top question on his mind.  It wasn’t a thing his family of other wild dogs had ever done but it seemed the reason for that could be his pack had been the only one on this entire land.  Kione shook that thought from his mind before it tried to hit his spirit.

Easy enough today to stop such thoughts, looking ahead he spotted sand and beach.  He’d found the opposite end of the land mass.  Not nearly as wide as boreas was it seemed.  That’s fine, it was wide enough for packs not to be overly cramped for space and the beach was always a nice spot to visit. The sand gae way to his paws, moisture trapped in the sand granules giving it a squishy feeling, and a few granules refusing to leave his paws when lfted back up. The ocean waves were slapping heavily onto themselves as wind was blowing in.

His gaze moved to where he could easily see the hallows castle and then continued to the beach, spotting Keahi watching the sky as well. “Hello miss, again you show up.  Must enjoy water almost as much as me.  Hoping for bird dinner?”  He wasn’t serious about thinking she was hunting for flying birds, just opening up for conversation on what she was up to.  Kione likewise glanced to the sky, instead of focusing on what the sky said by view, his nose scenting the air for an idea.

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