Stavanger Bay All you have is your fire

She somehow managed to come across the scent of wolves, and started to follow the trail that led to the bay. However her nose notably picked up another scent, one that brings fear and terror; a bear. At first, she was rather excited despite the dangers that lurked, because Norsamu has wanted to face a bear since she was young. Anything large and tough was worth a fight, she knew the risk of fighting one, but she didn't care, it'd be worth it. Her fellow rogues, dare not let her face one as she was far too young, and since then she has never picked up the fresh scent of a bear track- today seemed no different.

Mind was boggled a bit, she couldn't tell if the scent was fresh or old. Nose pressed the ground, she was attempting to follow any sort of trail her drunk self could detect. Norsamu picked up a familiar scent though, even through her buzzed mind she picked up a scent that was for sure around, "yooyoo," the maned wolf loudly called out; she saw Zigzag in the distance and started to approach, "pretty empty, ah. Suppose no challenge today, haha," she said. Can't fight no bear today if she can't find it.