Totoka River ground zero

@Orochi - if available? c: Set 3/29, near sunset, 42 degrees, where the river meets the sea.

It was decently warm out this afternoon. The sea salt smell was what had brought her here, nose twitching as she inhaled the familiar scent. Black fur caught the sun and absorbed it, heating her skin further as she padded down the river. Lenny didn't think she was too far away from her new pack, and it was important that she know the layout of this place. 

The mouth of the river was wide with shallow deltas that held the sunlight within them, reflecting fire and the sky above.

Len had the strangest urge to shatter one.

The ink-black wolf rushed forward to leap into one of the deltas, shattering the fiery illusion and sending water spraying around her in a shower of sparks. Long, dark fur hung from her belly as it was soaked with seawater. This was the type of place she was used to.