Sea Lion Shores [m] Lets hunt blubber

Cool, cool - a friendly. Fellway noted the subtle wag and took a step forward, then another, until he was padding in Sebastian's direction with slow, even steps. "Nope! But Big Salt's the same wherever you go, though," he replied smilingly, taking stock of the wolf in front of him. They were of similar size and build, but differed in color - Fellway's only marking was the dark stripe down his back.

"Why're you here if you're a valley guy, eh? Spreading the ol' wild oats as far as you can?" He ceased his approach on the word 'oats', still grinning.