The Sentinels The long road

All welcome! At The Sentinels!  

The air was different around here. Slowly the fresh air was mingling with something else, it was almost.. salty? Sebastian was an inland wolf, and had never really seen the open sea so once he would get there the wolf would be truly amazed. He kept to his mountains and valleys. Now his vision was still obscured from the sea. The tank of a young male trotted casually through the forest. He did scent some wolves so he was careful. Yet in his post it was clear that he was unfamiliar with the land and that he was merely exploring. He was following this strange salty scent that the wind brought in.

Sebastian had traveled for a few days now and he really started to realize that he had actually left his pack, left his home. But it was for a good reason. He had to keep that in mind. The grey figure trotted forward, not really wanting to clash with a pack at all so he inched more to the North now, being respectful of the borders that might be ahead. It was most of the same scent, which made it clear to Sebastian that the pac nearby didn't have that many members. It was just a wild guess, maybe they only have the same wolf that do the patrols.