Stavanger Bay heyo gimme that highfive

Saucy is back! Aw for stormrift wolves! She’s been out tryna hunt down Dingo for what he did to Dalia, as assigned by Ford.

Ever since the incident with Dalia, Saucy had been pretty much fuming. How anyone could do such a thing to someone so... so Dalia. It infuriated her. She’d taken up the task given from Ford without a second thought. She wanted this dude to hurt. It’s what he deserved- to have her sharp teeth ripping through him. She’d followed his trail from the coast, determined as ever, but after much strife, lost it. She was disappointed only that she didn’t get to bust him up, but glad at least that it seemed he wasn’t anywhere near their home. Her home.

It was out on this scouting trip that Saucy realized that Stavanger Bay had become her home. Her friends were there, the wolves she cared most about. While out scouting she kept thinking of her soft den, and the warm glow of the sand in morning. She had so longed for this return, and now as she came over the ridge she could see the ocean, the sparkling sun rising over it and sending stars through the waves. A smile lightened her lips, though the tug in her stomach still told her everything was not alright. 

Dalia, she wanted to find Dalia.