Stavanger Bay Won't see me closing in

Standing, she awaited the white pelt of her Szymon to come to her - to greet her and for him to see how much good the forest had done at raising her. Or would he be more worried about Arturo? Nonsense, she knew Szymon loved her like one of the blackrock wolves, and she returned that love with a smile forevermore. When it took longer than expected, the teenager started to worry. Surely he wouldn't get lost in his own territory or ignore her? He meant much to her, and it would pain her greatly if he would not show up to at least greet her and ask how life had been with Teaghlaigh.

When the footfalls came - her heart fluttered. He had not forgotten the sound of her voice! But, when she finally looked, her expression saddened and her tail drooped a level lower. It was not the stuttering, white male - instead a roughened male, patches of fur missing from his coat with an overbite, had shown up. Did she know him? He smelled of blackrock, but she could not recall meeting him before today - and she did not like how he was staring at her as if she were some fleshy meal he could gobble up without a pardon.

I'm no' "little". She told him, a little grumble leaving her maw. Perhaps she was salty Szymon hadn't shown up (yet), and that's what had put her in a bad mood. I came t' visit Szymon 'n Doe. Ya know if they're busy or somethang? She asked, squinting slightly to make sure he did not try anything with her. The only boy she was still slightly interested in was Ingram - and who knew where he had gone to.