What Wonders The Night Holds

Vashou blinks as they slowly made their way through to the cove. Figuring to maybe gather some grub from the abundance they could hear scuttling about in the sand. However, Vashou's attention was redirected when he heard a shout for joy. The sand under his paws matching the fur on his head. Vashou sat quietly for a moment tilting his head with curious wonder not noticing the sudden building of small crabs crawling around him.

Vashou had moved here when he grew from his mothers den. Leaving to venture out on his own. To create their own story in life. However, this one seemed to be about the same age if not a bit younger. As he watched he paused cautious to approach as he could smell other wolves. He looked around to see if anyone else was nearby however, it was just him.

Skeptical he remembered advice from his father "Avoid the pack lands, they are wary and may attack if they don't know you. " He looked around knowing this area wasn't pack oriented. However, the smell of other wolves in the air made him a bit nervous.

However as he took another step forward he would step on a passing hermit crab unintentionally pinning the poor thing. This lead to the only natural response from the small creature. A sharp pinche and a loud yelp would alert anyone and anything nearby to his presence. As he began to shake his paw and try to dislodge the small but angry creature.