Stavanger Bay don't ever tame your demons

Not poop at all! <333

Jagoda had loved the sea since he had first laid eyes upon it. Though the briney odor could be a bit overpowering at times, consuming other scents that may have been important, it was something he had easily grown accustomed to. The sea was so beautiful, so vast and mysterious, spanning beyond the reach of his own mind. He had fallen asleep not far from the shore, and woke before the sun rose. The mouth of the bay opened up into the ocean, and though he was facing the wrong direction to watch the sunrise in the East, he could still see the colors increasing, morphing and sparkling upon the surface of the water. He waited until dawn before deciding to get up and sweep the borders - Skellige would appreciate that, and the boy thought perhaps he would encounter someone to whom he had been instructed to introduce himself.

Jagoda loped into the trees, his jaws apart to relieve him of the heat already swelling in the atmosphere. He had not gone far when, amid the scent of brine clinging to the air, he detected the presence of another male. Soon afterward, he spotted him, another dark beast who shook his coat before continuing in the Cairn's direction.  With his smaller stature, he had physical traits that suggested coyote heritage, much to Jagoda's distaste. Hackles rising along his neck and spine, Jagoda approached with caution, but not necessarily aggresion. This was perhaps not an intruder, but one of Skellige's followers, and someone that he needed to meet. The coyote blood could be overlooked, if need be.

Who are you? he asked softly, his tail held above his hindquarters, where it slowly waved.