Creak, crack, crunch

Was Seumas going anywhere in particular? Not really. Somewhere where he could wake up without feeling like his toes were frozen would be a nice start. A pack would be even nicer. Seumas returned Mercury's smile and began following him up towards the cave system. Another thing he could live without was the feeling of sand constantly in between his toes.

The pair paused towards the end of the beach, with Mercury explaining he would return with the food. Seumas' shoulders relaxed from the tense position in which they had been held. Nice, no need to go into the caves then. He nodded at the taller wolf, and settled down onto his haunches to wait.

His curiosity was definitely piqued. Who were 'The Armada'? Were they a pack, or something similar? He hadn't been in this area for too long, but he probably would have noticed the activity of so many wolves. Mercury said that he himself was a visitor, so he must be on friendly terms with them - although with from what Seumas had experienced of Mercury's temperament so far he would imagine that he could be on friendly terms with just about anyone.