Sequoia Coast this little piggy went

For @Atlas. Somewhere along the coast, north and east of Horizon Ridge.

Fox had been thinking of Junior when she headed north to scout for more game. The plateau wolves' most recent hunts had not ended in success, so Fox was eager to seek out their next large meal outside of the territory. While she had found some sheep atop the cliffs not far from their home, the terrain was much too rocky to consider hunting as a group there. Perhaps there was more exotic cuisine to be had on the coast. She had enjoyed many a fish while in Swiftcurrent Creek, and she missed the cold, slimy taste of them. Granted, these fish dwelt in warmer, saltier waters, but Fox figured they couldn't be that different.

Upon reaching the coast, Fox began to sniff about, seeking out any potential food. The majority of what she found was seaweed and shells that didn't look appetizing at all. She even came across a squishy, translucent blob, but instinct told her to stay far, far away from it. The thing gave off vibes she just wouldn't dare to get close to. And so she continued northeast, eyes, ears, and nose on the lookout for the plateau's next big meal.