Ocean's Breath Plateau until his feet bleed and

Fish forgotten on the ground, Speedy trotted closer to the shadow-faced male. Offering him a friendly smile, she said, I'm Speedy. Her lustrous yellow gaze met his polar  blue one. The color of his eyes was especially striking against the black fur that cloaked his face and crown. She had met many wolves during her time as a wanderer, and she was always intrigued by the mysterious ones. This male definitely matched that description.

Headed to the coast? she asked curiously, still wagging her tail a little as she spoke. This close to the beach, he was headed either to or from most likely. She had grown fond of the sea since first discovering its presence here and had made frequent visits when she had the chance. She wasn't crazy about the water, but she liked the view and the scents and the way the breeze moved through her fur.