Stavanger Bay shipwreck (IC joining)

All welcome! And apologies for the vague setting description D: He's pretty much just outside the Bay part of the territory

It had been a few weeks after his frightening encounter with the then-Alpha of Silvertip Mountain. Unbeknownst to him, the pack had since moved but Atreyu was still hesitant to go anywhere near the peak, much less the forests surrounding it. Instead, he skirted around the grassy fields just beyond it, recovering from both the cuts on his head and his bruised ego. Between his gnawing hunger, hurting paws and being constantly surrounded by grass and hills, Atreyu's condition didn't improve much.

Moody, in pain and tired, the boy continued his wanderings (unknowingly wandering out of the Wilds altogether). The thrill of exploration had quickly faded since he had left his former pack, excited but blinded with naivety. Now, he just wanted to go back home. However, his family were a nomadic type - he wouldn't be able to find them again even if he tried.

Even the muffled and distant crashing of ocean waves wasn't enough to bring Atreyu out of his foul mood. It wasn't until the ground gave away slightly underfoot that he even realised he had actually been travelling towards the ocean. Stopping, the boy's ears pricked and he stood stock still. He still couldn't see the ocean but the smell was definitely there along with the faint scent of other wolves. The darkness of nighttime blanketed the unknown area he was in but the sliver of moon in the sky highlighted just enough for him to see he was standing on some sort of hillock overlooking a looming crag that seem to jut out in the blackness. Curiosity getting the better of him, Atreyu slowly wandered towards it, again ignoring the tell-tale pack smells that were wafting his way that had gotten him into trouble a few weeks before.