Go the Distance

Seneca laughed as he found himself covered by his friend's wings, blinking up in the mild darkness. He suggested to have a rematch when Sen was more familiar with his new home, and he nodded as he was released from the cocoon. "Deal!" His paws touched back to sand and he walked along with Wyl. He noted the training area. He might have to sneak down here when there was training going on to watch and maybe learn a thing or two.

The smell of seafood wafted over them, and Sen lifted his head to breathe in deep. It was a familiar and lovely scent. There was a smokehouse, too? His mouth started to water at the thought of smoked fish. He looked down at all the huts, getting familiar with them. He would hopefully be spending a lot of time here. "Whats your favorite kinda fish, Wyl?"