Stavanger Bay Gone with the wind

The other wolf was defensive, at first, but his hackles soon smoothed as Floki continued forward and closed the gap. Just as the stranger realized that Floki meant him no harm, the former Bay wolf came to the same understanding. Despite Floki's attachment to this beach, he had no true right to chase anyone away from it -- now it was neutral and available for any and all wolves to visit.

Beneath his feet, the sand was rough and familiar, although he did notice that it felt colder now that they were well into winter. He made his way across the shifting dune and came to stand a few feet from the grey male, keeping ample personal space between them as a question was posed. "I used to live here," Floki replied, leaving it at that until he was asked to share more information.