Stavanger Bay stealin' wheat and barley an' all the other grains,

Rosalyn was chewing heartily on a piece of driftwood near the border on shore when Dubloon arrived.  The salty taste of the ocean-cured wood was extremely pleasant, and there wasn't a whole lot else to do at that very moment.

She heard the noise the wolf made when they came sliding down, and her head snapped around.  From her vantage, she couldn't see what it was, but with a silent regretful look at her treasure, she quickly remedied that with a loping trot around.

It was a wolf, covered in debris, but seemingly unbothered.  Instantly her bearing shifted to teasing enthusiasm, and she jauntily stepped over.  "Didn't realize the sand around here was so aggressive.  Guess I can sleep easier knowin the dunes got my borders covered."

im assuming he'll be accepted unless you think he's gonna do something wild, so if you want, feel free to jump in the pack meeting <3