Stavanger Bay And the poets are just kids who didn't make it

Casmir had hidden himself well. She knew she could have followed his trail or tracked him down right away, but by the time she realized she needed to find him it was too late. She hoped he was okay, both physically and mentally. She hadn't fully given up looking for him, but she had stopped leaving the borders to pursue him. He was gone. She couldn't bring him back.

She patrolled the borders , mostly replacing the markers and keeping a watchful stare on the outside world. Eventually she grew bored, a bit tired, and decided to head to the coast. When she arrived she noticed a familiar gray pelt, and her tail wagged. "Well, well,"  she called, approaching casually with her tail and hips swaying behind her. "Look what the ocean coughed up," she teased playfully, finally stopping not too far from the male. She stared at the crab he had caught, not really interested in eating it. She'd been eating less lately and wasn't really hungry- not fully her fault. 

"Mind if I sit?" she asked, smiling kindly at him.