The Sentinels wayward son

Set on the borders. Constantine has come to join! I would have played out his journey finding his family longer, but was worried spaces would fill up. <3

With Blacktail Deer Plateau all but abandoned, the swarthy wolf had thought to cast his travels further along the mountains to seek his family – his thoughts had been set in constant motion the moment he realized nothing was as he had left it, and a sickening churning in his gut could only query if all was well with his family – why had they left behind the land they had claimed for so long?
 
His paws took him by chance westward – the scent of salt one that was achingly familiar only in the sense that the Plateau had been closer to it than any of the other places he had visited upon his travels. Sequoia Coast had never been a place he had frequented often, and while his first thought had been to visit the sandy shores of the water, the youthful wolf found himself trailing further along the banks at a distance. His eyes would cast out upon the waters every so often, wondering if his family could even see them now – or if they had left Teekon Wilds altogether.
 
It was by chance alone he found himself by the forest of tall sequoia’s – the redwoods a sight to behold.. but it was not the forest that drew him – it was  the scent that tantalized his nostrils and caused his heart to shift. Was it..?
 
He stared, dumbfounded, his form stiff, upon the borders of where he had come upon his family’s scent by a stroke of dumb luck. And yet in that very moment, with the salt wind brushing his pelt, Constantine did not trust his instincts to overrule want – and could only believe that his imagination had come to play with him now in his loneliness.