Sea Lion Shores seven seas, a thousand leagues

JUMPS IN

Awinita had fully submerged herself into her new life, hunting in the waves and sand, meeting the various assortment of wolves that made up the crew, and spending some time with Engel. She hadn't had a nightmare or panic attack in almost three whole days, something that was nothing short of a miracle for her. So when the call went up for Ironsea wolves she had no fears when she began to trot off toward the borders.



Upon arrival her posture was soft and kind, tail held low and relaxed and ears flicking slightly. She looked over the small group with interest, noting that none of them looked threatening. She looked at the deer haunch and her head tilted questioningly  "Hello! How may I help you?" she greeted in a chipper voice, a kind smile forming on her maw.