Sequoia Coast Off the beaten path

Set just north of Stavanger Bay; he hasn't gone too far up the coast! All welcome.

Charon had been missing for weeks now, and although Thistle Cloud and Atreyu had both looked for him, neither wolf had been successful in bringing him back. Floki was frustrated; would his family continue to splinter around him until there were no pieces left? The pack had grown so small that the five-month-old had very much taken his life into his own paws. There was no one to stop him from striking out on his own, so that was what he did.

From the beach beneath the Bay's cliffs, he moved slowly north. Eventually, the faint traces of Charon's and Thistle Cloud's scent markers faded away and was replaced by the smell of sea spray. His paws pressed into the sand and his bright eyes roved the landscape, taking in his surroundings as he -- for the first time -- left his home behind. A seagull circled overhead, as though keeping an eye on him, and he felt comforted by its presence as he ventured into a land that was simultaneously familiar and foreign.