Sea Lion Shores Not all those who wander are lost

“Oi, aye… I see wot yer at, eh?” he encouraged with a swift nod. “Yer out to see wot the world has in store fer ye, aye? There’s plenty o’ time, miss, ye ought to roam as far as ye can, that way ye ain’t got nothin’ to miss out on.”
 
In his mind, Smokestep could see all of the things that he had done wrong when he had set out to claim the bay and forge his own pack. He regretted the time he could have taken to stop and smell the roses, as they said. There was a hint of envy within his breast, when he imagined what it would have been like to not feel the same attachment to such silly things. Worse was the thought that he had pulled his sister along for the trouble that he had caused. The boy was certain he would never have been able to repay her for putting up with so much.
 
“Say, how many places have ye been? If ye’ve done this yer whole life…”