Sea Lion Shores Include me out

Don't mind me. Oh, P.S. @Julooke I still owe you that Laksha thread. (sorry for the wait I was at camp)

After the pack had settled into Ourobous, she had another dream. A wolf, white with white eyes that was cursed blessed to reek havoc every full moon. Though the boy was unaware of the dark goddess, the Webspinner was eager to make him aware of his potential, and maybe, if his normal conciousness was too weak, make the dark part of him fully consume his head.

Mephala sent her priestess to the shore, where she recieved a vision of him in the bright moonlight. He would be in the sands, creating chaos in his addled state. It would give her a chance to see him in his full glory.

On the coast, she smelled something strong over the salt from the sea: estreus. A female was in heat nearby. She was taking in the smell when she heard a wild howl. Could it be? The priestess headed towards the howl, hoping it would be the wolf her goddess sent her to find.

Soon, she saw him, the white furred, white eyed male, intercepting the heated female. She was awkwardly trying to depart, but he was stepping forward, insisting that she submit. For now, the black-furred Mephala-worshipper hunkered down into the sand out of sight, satisfied to simply watch for now.