Sea Lion Shores take all the courage you have left

It felt like an eternity since he had seen the water. The salty smell of the air was both familiar and foreign, it once perfumed his coat with the smell of salt and sand - now the smell of pine and other woodsy things took over. Walking along the edge of the water, the chill of the ocean's touch graced his pads as the soft sands squished around the mountain's toes. All the while a boy sat on a rock behind him, unnoticed by the leviathan as he looked onward to the place he had called home for just a brief while... the island where Aristos was supposed to have claimed.

A frown creased his face deeply as the memories quickly flooded his thoughts. Were they even still there?