Stavanger Bay i'm a gambling man, pol

The small girl had spent most of her time exploring and socializing with what seemed like her new family. She had lost count of day and time as they passed, but had never forgotten her time with Sen, Aggie, Zephyr, Szymon, Darky and Arturo. They were her bestest friends, except for Sen, and she'd do anything to make them happy. For now, she had to deal with being in a place she'd rather not be. Yes Lotte and, like, everyone else was nice and all, but she wanted to be at Blackrock Depths. Szymon had said she could visit, so why couldn't she just stay there? She knew how to hunt somewhat from watching Zephyr and Aggie, so why couldn't she contribute enough to be where she wanted to be? Arturo was another reason she wanted to be under the care of Szymon and Doe, for he had been the nicest out of all the Blackrock Depths' wolves. 

Little Chusi found herself wandering one day- not having anything planned. She thought of visiting Szymon and possibly Arturo, but found herself shying away from the border quite often. She wasn't the social butterfly everyone thought she was- it was only with special someones that she could really talk. But today was different; a scent hung in the air, one she recognized.

Her little legs, who had actually grown longer since last being at Blackrock, began moving at a rapid pace as she weaved her not-so-tiny-but-still-quite-small body over the moist sand. 'Tuuuuuuroooo!!!! She screamed with a happy giggle as the man came into view. A grin from ear to ear lit up her young face as she was finally close enough for her liking- nuzzling against one of his legs if he allowed her to.