Ankyra Sound departing ever so gracefully

Despite her initial plan to travel further North along the coast, Nyx had opted to hang around the Ankyra Sound for the time being. It was there she'd crossed paths with yearlings Lycaon and Ingram, two brothers, and she'd stuck around purely because they still seemed to be lingering by the sea. Although she'd yet to meet with them again, the golden Ostrega had found fresh trails by them on the damp sands and, curiously, signs that others might have joined them as well.

She was still torn in her decision to either stay or continue for the cliffs, though it had been nice to have friendly companionship close by if she ever intended to seek it. Nyx favoured her privacy, but she took comfort in having the option of reaching out to the brothers if she needed a hunting or sparring partner.

The day was unusually mild, and the sand was looser as the raven-tipped wolfess made her way across the sound. Her bright eyes found the sterling form of a stranger across the beach as she busied herself among the terrain. Nyx veered her way, her pace relaxed and her ears erect atop her head, her interest piqued as she drew near enough to ask, "having fun?"