Just a short hello

It was a long hike down to the Southern side of the map. He warned Wren he would be gone for a time, and started the journey. It was his first time really travelling in this land, and away from the safety net of the hospitality Wren had secured for him. He felt strong enough now to make the trip, and planned to map out the lands as he went. He didn’t want this territory to feel so alien to him, not for long, anyway.

He moved South until he hit the scent of a pack, and glanced longingly at the dark sanded beach. A sea-wolf at heart, he felt more at home on the beach than the land locked territories he had explored so far.

Skirting towards the edge of the territory, he made his way along, looking for a stretch of beach that wasn’t yet claimed where he could dip his paws. The Armada beach was far too cold for swimming.


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