Ankyra Sound long and weary my road has been

@Eurycrates

a stormy, brooding quiet had taken the sound, with the wind galloping off to some fathomless corner of the world and the sun momentarily eclipsed by heavy cloud. along the water a ripple rose in the cascading waves, followed by the sharp arch of a black fin which moved with speed and purpose. 

she knew quite well the immense power of the leviathan that lurked under the waves; the other wolf of the world - a wolf she had seen many times sunder seals six times her size. 

she would not swim today — not with such a dark omen present — and with care kept to the tidal flat where the black faced hunter had no reign.