Stavanger Bay Back at it again...

Though she had shed Atoll for Amayo once more, Doe felt no less of an urge to watch the comings and goings of their home. Mordecai and the Troubles at the Border were a distant memory, and she was back to her usual, trusting self.

Presently, there was a pair hovering outside the ring of black rocks, speaking quietly amongst themselves. Neither of them gave off a particularly aggressive vibe, and so, Doe found her paws bringing her closer to the pair, tail flagging as she drew near. Although she did not claim leadership of this tribe today, it was still her sworn duty to protect and serve the wolves that called this shore their home.

"Hail," she greeted, looking between the two. "What brings you to the bay?"