Ocean's Breath Plateau a man after midnight

Okay, so he wasn't exactly skilled with directions - or keeping his plans straight in his head - because he'd meant to go off and find this Morningside place, but got waylwayed by the mountains and then the valley, until he had extricated himself from the entirety of it, finding himself upon the beach again. Except it wasn't really a beach — it was a plateau. There was sand in the lower areas but Dingo wasn't about to venture any closer to the sea than he'd need to. He was hastily trying to outrunt he onset of winter (which was a statistical impossibility) and for the time being, was scouring the plateau for something to eat. He thought he'd be able to find something to at least chew on to get the ache in his belly to abate, but no matter where he turned or how many rocks he flipped or patches of weeds he dredged through, he couldn't find much besides discarded shells and the occasional gull feather. Bleh. His luck was starting to run thin.