Two Rivers Isle Ulgy stands for... U lolled good job

The wolf trotted through the woods, pelt dripping from being in water moments ago. He carried a couple of fish in his mouth, not much but still something. Over time, Issun had gotten the hang of fishing.

He dropped the kill into a cache and upon lifting his head noticed a familiar black figure. Issun walked over, tail wagging behind him. The warrior chuffed a greeting as he approached closer.