Sea Lion Shores Seadogs

@Ferahgo Yo ho, A Pirates life for me

Goliath had always admired the sea, it was larger than the world, and yet, still, was so peaceful. Not only because of that, but Goliath was an avid fisher, and the sea would never freeze, which helped him all year long.  He had been taking walks away from the pack lately, he continued to exert his body by taking long walks. Endurance was a key point in strength, and he didn't want to ruin his stature by failing to keep up to his needs.

It took him many hours to walk to Sequoia coast. By the time he arrived, it was nearly sunset... It was a hard and long journey, especially since he had to pry himself away from his pack, they weren't very keen on having him below the Queya river, or almost anyother member in the clan. So far, he enjoyed the violence that had come out of it, but he noticed that the more and more he conversed with others, the more he started becoming soft. 

The air was cold, and smelled of salt. He didn't dislike the smell, but it was the air that started the train of thought in his head. His very essence had to have that sharp feeling. It wasn't a wet cold like the stream of a water during early winter, or the harsh frigid cold that came from a blizzard, battering down on any animal. It had cut to the edge, and he could say that he might have enjoyed it if it were any other time of the year. But now, he had to become fearless, and for that, he would have to become emotionless.

As he continued along the cold shore, he could only think of what would become of him in the near future.
It was all about determination.