Stavanger Bay spotlight

Sorry for the wait!

A few days had passed since Atreyu had been accepted into the pack and, with it, the opportunity to finally properly rest and fill his belly. He revelled in the fact that he was living by the shore again, spending most of his time wandering along the beach and frolicking in the waters (however, he would quickly deny that he was one to frolic if anyone had caught him doing so). He had already found suitable spots to sleep (close enough to hear the ocean, naturally) and was quickly committing to memory the various rock pools and general landscape of the area so he would be able to more efficiently navigate his way around the pack's territory.

This day saw the boy mapping out the inner forests of the Bay, following the winding freshwater stream that led inwards, deeper and deeper into the trees. He wandered along the bank with puppy-like curiosity, eyes alight with interest, his right ear swivelling around and listening to every sound the forest locals made. So entranced by the area, Atreyu failed to even realise he was sharing this part of the forest with another member of the Bay - a captive -, wandering right past her just a few paw lengths away, nose to the ground as he furiously sorted through the forest scents.