Noctisardor Bypass Falling fast to the ground

Though Saena tried not to feel disappointed, she felt the loss of a potential member deeply. Their pack was small, tight-knit but not exactly prosperous. She'd had bigger hopes. She would have to deal with the fact that perhaps her location wasn't popular, or maybe it was her. Maybe Redhawk Caldera had far-reaching influence over the loners and whispered untruths in their ears. Unlikely, but if Saena could've justified scapegoating them, she would've.

"Why?" she asked abruptly when Alastor repeated that he had to be close to the ocean. There was nothing about the ocean that should compel a wolf, or at least that was her belief. It was salt water, not drinkable. The food there tasted like brine. The land was ill-suited to their kind. She could think of no reason why any wolf should wish to settle near the ocean. The view, maybe.

When it came to refusing a recruitment attempt, though, Saena wasn't adverse to pressing the issue. In this case, she wouldn't give up until she had a solid reason why Alastor would prefer the seaside to a well-suited forest.