Stavanger Bay shipwreck (IC joining)

It wasn't long before he was intercepted - though, this time, this pack member wasn't as physical as the one he had encountered on the mountain. Atreyu had slowly let his tired eyes droop as he stood on the hillock, taking in the familiar ocean scents, trying to figure out where he had smelled that other scent before. It was definitely that of a pack, no doubt, but the boy swore he had smelt it before. Maybe he had passed by it unknowingly in his inane wanderings?

The voice of another suddenly broke through the silence and, so caught up in his thoughts, Atreyu missed what she had said. Right ear swivelling around, his head then followed suit, looking over his shoulder at whoever had just piped up behind him. "What?" came his dumbfounded reply. He was slightly surprised by the sight, what little of it he could see in the darkness - a pale-furred female, his own age or maybe a little younger, a single yellow eye gleaming in the moonlight. Atreyu's own eyes narrowed in scrutiny before he spun around entirely with an incredulous snort. Was she...missing an eye? "The hell happened to your face?"