Stavanger Bay I don't mean to dist-herb you

"Laggy," Atoll greeted, a wide smile splitting her face as she sidled up to her friend. "A little girl washed up on the beach today - I need to get some things from the woods for her, but I can't go alone," she explained, tail wagging solicitously. Though she did not think that Laggy would say no, Atoll hoped she might also see the trip as something fun, and not just an errand she had to run. Atoll knew that it was something of a burden to have a wolf with such fickle memories among their ranks, and as long as she had to request help, it seemed prudent to do so as kindly as she could.

She had hoped that Szymon would come with as well, but since her talk with Skellige... well, it was best to keep work and romance separate, sometimes.