Oystercatcher Tide Pools Wolf King

They had traveled a great distance to arrive here. None of it was familiar to the foreigner, though alongside her was a wolf who had lurked these parts in his lifetime. Her brown eyes gazed at the moonlit waters for a brief moment, and then the shore. Ikkalrok did not hunger; she had eaten the day prior before parting ways with the majority of her wolves, who would come to find her after doing their own reconnaissance. She had gone with this wolf with her now, and Savik, who she knew would be near despite not seeing him. 

The she-wolf stepped toward the shore, sniffing idly at it and seeking any carrion the sea had regurgitated. In finding nothing Ikkalrok deigned to press on and moved away from the waters, trotting along the sands. She hadn't the luxury to waste energy and idle; she had a mission to complete, and her future to begin. Now and then she paused to sniff at novelty items that might carry the scent of one of their own that had passed through. Any Anneriwok she had met would carry a scent she would not forget, though there was nothing recognizable to the scents she collected.

It was their duty to return once they completed their tasks, and she was assigned with checking in to ensure they were learning what they must prior to their return. Many had done so without learning a thing (to that wolf's disappointment); they were not granted what they sought until they had done their duty properly. Best Ikkalrok ensure neither of their time was wasted; efficiency was demanded, and she would see it had.