Into the great unknown

The beast moved steadily, his ringed legs taking him far from the Northern pack that he had wandered away from. He was still a little pissed about it, that the so called Alphess of that damn pack had chosen to judge him just because. Secretly, he wanted a pack. But he wouldn't admit that. So he'd walk off that memory, and he hoped that so-called leader would regret her decision when she needed the strength the most. He was consumed in his thoughts, unaware of a nearby presence though he could care less. His mind was concentrated on other matters, the scent of the ocean and of sea creatures filling his nose. He wasn't quite sure where he was off to, but wherever his paws took him would be worthwhile.

Midway across the strip, Zell could see the looming trees that seemed to make up most of the new continent that lied on this side of the main land. He wondered what he might find over this way, and curiosity would draw him forward. His pace moved faster, gulls calling overhead and crabs scuttling away into their burrows. As he drew in the scents and sights of these creatures, another peculiar scent would be drawn. Tilting his head a little, he looked ahead. And at first, he'd see nothing. But a closer look would reveal a hulking figure, probably around his height and the creature seemed to have longer legs then average. Had he run into a native of these parts? Only one way to find out. And as he neared, his eyes would seek out another creature of the same characteristics, though the fur lighter and to him, nearly seemed to blend with the sun bleached sand. If not for her scent, he might have missed her.
Zell would approach quietly, ears perked as he stalked behind the spotted creatures. After a moment of following, he'd let out a loud bark in an attempt to capture the cats attention.