Cerulean Cape Every line and every abrasion.

Back-dated (will edit the date when I figure it out, lol) to June 12th and looking for @Aiolos. All YL wolves welcome!

Artyom and @Germanicus spent several days roaming the shoreline, but had found no sign of the coastal pack where Aphrodite's saviour made his home. The gilded leader was beginning to grow frustrated, though he felt that he managed to mask it well enough. He'd been too far from home for too long, and all he really wanted was to curl close to his mate and children.

His heart longed for the shelter of Whitebark's woodland, the sound of birdsong and the scent of its crisp waters. He was not a wolf built for the sense of vulnerability that the open sea inflicted. As the duo trailed across damp sand along the water's edge beneath the heat of a midday sun, Artyom decided that they would turn back if no further progress was made by the time evening crept in.

He was tired. Pausing to rest for a time, his dark eyes searched for the face of his comrade - and found the land mass beyond his figure. "Do you think...?" The island!