Stavanger Bay The sea is my home [IC Joining]

Beric's paws padded through the grass the bordered the beach. He had been rather restless this evening and figured if he couldn't sleep, he'd trot it off until he was ready to. He wasn't quite sure what it was that kept him from sleeping. It was just... an inkling, an urge, an instinct that told him his den was not where he was supposed to be. A creature of nature, he felt he was obligated to follow his gut.

His gait stopped mid-step when the howl rang out, his ears perked towards the direction of the call. He had just been by the archway not too long ago, but it seemed someone had come around since then. He headed in that direction, his gait swift and with purpose. By the time he got there, Thistle was greeting the stranger. He came up beside her, his demeanor strong and protective over his pack mate. Beric chose to stay quiet, respectful of the fact Thistle Cloud had already begun communications.