Ankyra Sound do you read with him too?

oooo a former nereides queen....

 

Whatever hope Aiolos had held, when he had perched himself upon the plateau, viewing the blue of the sea in the distance, had been vanquished as he had come to the coastal lands. The angry land, which had shook him and caused him to loose track of his fellow search party, had reeped havoc here all the same. Would @Minerva have made it out alive, had she been witnessed to this? Would Ovid and the others assume the worst and retreat back home, upon coming to this destruction along the seaside? The fiery cloaked wolf began to pant out of nervousness and began to get a move on, staying clear of the beaches as he moved higher up along the coast, the sea to his left. 

The fields of grass beyond the sandy shoes were littered with debris of many sorts - branches, small tree, rock, sea kelps and even sea life picked away from those struggling to survive in the wasteland. Ahead was a forestry, the sequoias tall bodies still standing strong - or for the most part. As Aiolos neared, he could tell that even the forest had not gone untouched. Aiolos would be mindful though thought it fitting to enter the forest, should wolves had gone in here to recover. Had any Nereides done so.... 

Moving carefully amongst the towering trees, the only sound he could hear was the thrashing of the ocean in the distance and the trees groaning in protest. Life, otherwise, remained silent. It was not until on the salty breeze the scent of another wolf caught his attention, did Olo stop. The scent, after examining, was to his dismay not a wolf he knew. Yet maybe she may have some answers for him? Slowly, he moved onward...