Wheeling Gull Isle When we meet again

He'd come across a gal not too long ago that had said she'd seen a wolf that looked just like him following the coastline. That sounded just like something his brother would do, they both loved water. So he had travelled along the coast in the faith that he would eventually find Sock, he missed him and honestly being alone wasn't his thing. 

When he reached the island not only did it seem like a logical place to check out but he had also caught a whiff of his brother's scent that sent his heart racing. Once he set paw upon the sand he sat down, sniffing the air and lifting his muzzle to call out for @Sockeye.