Ravensblood Forest passionflower ibex

"Ocean?" he teased. Behati pouted at him, but he did not dwell on her mistake and neither did she - Casmir's excitement was infectious. She could not disguise her wonder when the scent thickened. The air was damp and salty, and it was all Behati could do not to lick at it as the pair sped up and rushed to exit Ravensblood Forest.

All of a sudden, the sky opened up above them. Behati's gasp was swallowed by the sounds of the coast - crashing waves and scent-laden breezes engaged in invisible wrestling matches. The tide was low, and wet sand stretched for a hundred meters below the squat bluff they stood on. The ocean was a distant, grey-blue smear - and it was glorious. "Ocean pack," Behati whispered. Then, much louder as she sped down the incline, "I call alpha!"