Stavanger Bay new friends!

On the borders, not trespassing. @Smokestep

Fynn was sad. It was stupid of him to run away from his Human and now he had been wandering the Scary Wilds for over a month and his belly complained at him all the time. His frame drooped with ultimate sadness. He missed his Human and his other Doggo Friends. And even though he’d smelled Canines everywhere in this place, he had yet to meet any. And the smell was always drowned out by the sea anyways. He couldn’t even have fun splashing in the water because it was too cold. And it was drizzling today. What else could go wrong? Now on top of being starving, he was also wet. He had long fur like all Border Collies and it was getting tangled and covered in muck and wet sand and… and everything was terrible!

But after wandering through a scary dead forest (The Sentinels), the smell of Strange Canine was very strong on the wind. He perked up a bit, not realizing that many Wolves would consider him a threat, or food, and picked up his pace. Maybe today he would finally meet a real Wolf! Maybe one day he could go back Home and tell his friends that he had actually done it! Maybe it would make this whole month and a half worth it. As the scent grew stronger and stronger, he realized there must be more than one Wolf here. Excitedly, he let out a bark-howl. New friends!