Dragoncrest Cliffs borderline with my atoms

Just a few questions! Wilson is a few yards from the border.

The stroll down the coast had lasted no longer than Wilson had planned. It had taken her a month or so to find active land, but she didn't mind. If she'd had to travel inland, away from the water, then her journey might have seemed more tedious, but moving along like this was easy.

She'd already assumed that the coast would be heavily inhabited; how could anyone resist? Settling by the water had countless benefits, from bountiful prey to protection from outside attacks. The only thing that coastal wolves had to concern themselves with was the tide, but during a summer like this, that was negligible.

The first pack that she came across was clearly marked, so Wilson thought that it was safe to assume that they didn't take lightly to strangers. She was curious to learn more, but she knew to play it safe; instead of approaching the border directly, she wandered a few yards off and observed, sniffing around and turning stones to see if there was anything she could figure out on her own.