Stavanger Bay We drew a map to a better place

Hope you don't mind the slight backtracked powerplay with Viggo sitting beside Ptarm!

While he wouldn't consider for a moment that he was following Ptarmigan blindly, he did know that he was following her. Wherever she went, the silver and cream Ostrega was not far behind. He couldn't pinpoint what it was about her that kept him by her side, but he did know that he hadn't found anything better (yet). As long as that was the case, he'd keep on keepin' on as he had been.

Arriving at the border of this pack that Viggo knew nothing about (aside from the tidbits Ptarm had given him), Viggo sat silent aside his partner in crime, even as her voice rose to call out a greeting. It took no more than five minutes for the call to be answered, and Viggo perked his ears up at the—to him, at least—stranger. She hadn't greeted Viggo, and he presumed she hadn't done so because she was waiting on him to do it first.

"I'm Viggo Ostrega. A friend of Ptarmigan's."