Sea Lion Shores when i die, you can push me out to sea

Seeking ONE other participant, please. His rib cage markings are not visible, as he is covered in seaweed. If there’s no interest, I’ll just archive it as READ ONLY. ^^

Claimed by @Wintersbane!

CAVEATS: I am a slow poster and Sizzle is a grump.

The storm could hardly be called kind, but when she thrust the wolf ashore — amidst a ropy mass of fleshy seaweed and other such flotsam — she did so with rare gentleness. He coasted placidly before simply materializing when the seafoam fizzled away, a creature fashioned of salt and whitewater and serrated sharkteeth. Only the faint rise and fall of his narrow breast, littered with old scars that showed pinkly against his pallid fur, hinted at life — and one would have to be looking for that flicker of motion to really see it. Otherwise, there was not much to discern the sodden pile of wolfflesh from the sand or the weed that threatened to bury him alive.