Opportunities abound

Just to be clear, Dash never crosses the borders. ^_^ And this is AW for Stavanger Bay wolves, cause I love you guys! <3 @Charon

He moved south, continuing his path on the beach, though he held fast to the land side, preferring to steer clear of the water. His nose was closer to the ground, a clear indication he was looking for something, while his ears swiveled to and fro. He froze when a scuffle reached his ears. His eyes darted around, looking for what made the sound. It would be a mere snack, but something was better than nothing. He waited, patiently, his yellow orbs the only movement he made.
 
He caught movement on the edge of the grass. A little rabbit, chomping down on a blade, content that it was safe. Dash stilled his breathing, sure that at any moment, he would give himself away before it was time to strike. The rabbit, finished with the grass, hopped a few times toward the wolf, and Dash saw his opportunity. He bolted towards the potential meal, and it bolted away in the opposite direction. It was a fast little rabbit, but he wouldn’t give up easily. They ran on the beach, the predator after its prey. Dash could see a large rock formation coming up, an opening formed in an arch that would allow them through. The rabbit ran through it, and Dash came to sudden halt, the scent of pack lands bombarding his system. He pranced side to side, a growl releasing from his throat. In aggravation, he threw his head around, followed by his body, and stalked away from the boundaries. His hackles were raised, anger at his missed meal.
 
He gave the rock formation some distance before turning towards it once more, placing his haunches in the sand. He would wait. Wait for that rabbit to come back. He was a patient wolf, and something told him to stay put.