Cerulean Cape along the shore

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Here was a woman who'd never seen the sea. The sun was at its zenith, and shone across the clear ocean to exhibit it in full. Lucani was moved by it. While travelling closer to the coast she'd watched it from a distance over the past few days, but nothing could compare to this — standing on the shore and viewing it in all its wild blue glory. Speaking of the shore, this stuff beneath her paws was curious — sand, was it? Similar to what was found on the riverbank, but soft and grainy and extremely ample. Lucani turned her eyes from the sand and back upon the ocean.

She sighed and sat down. The grey wolf had become used to her new state of being — weak, slow, her joints painful and her breathing shallow when she pushed herself. She had been lucky to survive this long and thus far, but it was not all luck. She was careful and cautious, and when meeting strangers on the road she was careful to be amiable and encourage an atmosphere of peace. But Lucani could not live this way forever. Now that she'd hit the coast, her intended destination, she would begin to look for a pack to take her in.