Cerulean Cape there's your obstacle.

Penn was very conflicted when he heard the words HEY I KNOW YOU! On one hand, he fancied himself to be a mighty popular and recognizable wolf, so it was gratifying when that proved to be true. On the other, he ran the risk of it being someone he wasn't much interested in seeing. So, he turned slowly to peer over his shoulder at the form that had spotted him further down the beach. And when he recognized her, he felt... conflicted.

Maia. He'd liked Maia when he was a kid, and part of him was happy to see her. He'd been pissed to hear that Fenn's family now ran the Copse because Wraen had bailed. It had made him feel even more like there was no room for him there; it was a Redhawks only zone, and if you weren't a Redhawk, then you didn't belong. It made Wraen and Maia outcasts like he was, which had made him feel less alone, and now made him feel sightly resentful.

He'd convinced himself he liked being alone. And here Maia was going to come and fucking ruin it.

Still uncertain, he dragged one of his charming smiles across his young face and called back, "NO SHIT!" He wagged his tail, not knowing if it was because he thought his response amusing or because that part of him that was happy to see her was stronger than he thought.