Ocean's Breath Plateau round robin

It was hard not to feel a sense of dread or panic – his son was missing, and in turn, even the dark girl they had taken in tugged at his worried heart. He could only hope they were together – but as he strode along the fields to the west of Neverwinter Forest, there was a solemn promise that if @Lucy and @Rannoch had simply felt the need to adventure without thought or question across the borders, he was surely going to tan their asses when he found them.
 
His mind refused to question whether finding them was a possibility or not.
 
It was rare he moved toward the shorelines, and vaguely, he recalled the direction Jorunn had told him his pack lay. There was something about the salt air that did not bring him comfort.. not like the fresh pine needles of the lands he called home. But thus far, he had come up empty handed, and as he slowed upon a quiet plateau, his gaze strayed only to the distant ocean for a moment before dipping to the grassy plains. With his muzzle sweeping low, Scimitar tried to pick up a hint of their scent.