Dragoncrest Cliffs so this is goodbye

Joining Saltwinter, just posting here. AW to SW wolves~

A great amount of inactivity had plagued his travels for the better part of the last few months. He had run into some sparse, smaller packs but nothing notable. Having been following the coastline for some time, there still had been no trace of his Strength in any part of this region. Was she truly so untracable? The cliff he had been walking along began to turn jagged, and the further he went, the worse it got. Though he was safely on firm ground, Gungnir picked parts of it that he would consider safe areas to descend: where the rocks jutted for small flat areas, trees to brace against, etc. Still, he had no interest in going to meet the ocean right now.

Moving away from the edge, the male did his best to drown out the crashing waves as he delved into his thoughts. There were more active scents here, perhaps this was a bustling region? He was probably too far from anything to truly say, so the wolf lowered to his haunches beside a tree and stared out across the sea. The sun had begun to set some time ago, and already the indigo clutches of night were starting to grab hold of the sky. He had walked two years of his life away trying to find his Strength, but maybe he was destined to remain a weakened man. Was it punishment? Glacial eyes scanned the sunset for answers. Had he wronged the gods somewhow?