Stavanger Bay follow you down to the red oak tree

I hope this is okay!



A dry smile crossed the dark brute's lips as his brother clearly displayed his incredulity. Skellige's eyes were intense and searching but Jagoda refused to wane. It hadn't been a very difficult decision to leave his home, other than the truth of leaving the only place he had ever known. But another truth, one that had pulled at him for a long while, was that he felt he belonged somewhere else, and the wanderlust that had first gripped him after Skellige's departure had never left.

The paler wolf asked a much expected question. Jagoda's smile faded into seriousness, ears falling slightly in a show of sincerity. "You," he answered, his voice dark but soft. "I came after you. Home... Did not feel right." His yellow-green eyes shifted to and fro before pausing on his strong brother's face, searching for a reaction. Jagoda was not a passive aggressive wolf, he was straightforward in his words, actions, and in his loyalty. A larger wave crashed against the shore and his ear twitched, but his gaze never broke.