Stavanger Bay The starting point of achievement is desire

Claire was far from achieving anything by staying on the isle. She had received a warm welcome and a fresh meal as she arrived but no matter how many smiles and 'you'll be okay' she received from the islanders she couldn't adjust to the abrupt change that her life had taken. Life was hitting her with a steel knuckle and throwing her around like a rag doll. She had been taking one blow after another; her mother's sudden death, her depression, and now her 'imprisonment' in the isle.

At least she was now able to walk around without feeling light headed, even if her figure was still almost skeletal Claire had gained a couple of pounds, both of fat and muscle. And today that was exactly what she was doing, she had taken an extra effort to swim back to the mainland and stride along the shore. Even if she didn't have the strength to leave just yet she wanted to get out of there for a little bit.

As she changed her route and headed inland she lost track of time, quickly she made her way into the Viking pack's new home. Finally her paws began to complain and like Oprey, she became thirsty. She searched for a puddle until the lost babe's cries made her raise her head. The innocent sound of a young wolf made her step forth, perhaps a motherly instinct she had never known she possessed until now? Whatever it was it didn't let her stop until she was towering over the babe, not even noticing there was another wolf nearby. "Hey" she cooed.