Stavanger Bay We're all we need

They set out at daybreak, eating breakfast near the edge of the terrace before heading north. She and @Floki bypassed the quarry, threading through the thick bracken of Deepwood Weald and emerging on the far side shortly before noon. The pair of young wolves veered east from there, avoiding the scent markers—several of them familiar to Wildfire—of a pack as they aimed toward the distant beach. It was the middle of the afternoon when they finally reached their destination, her small red toes sinking into the soft sands that surrounded the bay.

Even when exploring the other day, Wildfire hadn't gotten very close to the sea. Now it was just yards away and she craved to dip her toes into the surf, icy as it would likely be. For the moment, she planted her feet and cast her companion a sidelong smile, waiting for Floki to take point. She wanted the grand tour and would follow his lead, wherever he took her on this pleasant little field trip of theirs.