The Sentinels on the pacific

Yes pls I will allow dis~

The silence lingered, but Lucani found peace in it. The swish of those huge trees was an almost moving sound, and if she listened very carefully she could hear the crashing of the waves. It was beautiful.

So too was the quietly majestic appearance of a wolf who'd been watching. Closing her eyes momentarily as she dipped her head in respect, Lucani caught a scent of the very sequoias that made up the territory beyond the borders, then regarded the man who held that scent. She was slightly surprised to find that she actually cared about his age. Back at Sleeping Dragon, almost everyone had been a hardy yearling. Finding someone of her own generation was just... nice.

Good evening, she said gently. My name's Lucani Cygnus. I come seeking a home by the sea, and a pack to devote myself to.