Stavanger Bay Taking it’s Toll

Upon her own duties, guarding and patrolling a similar fashion, she had picked up the scent of Tahoe. She was satisfied, enjoying the solitary man who remained by the borders through the morning. The Clan was diligent, as they were few of numbers, guarding was even more ferocious then need to be.

Out of simple curiosity did she follow his trail, but even further, did her stormy-eye catch the sight of someone unknown. The Sealord's fur bristled in hostility, but dare not attack as of yet. Patiently so, she followed behind Tahoe, who hopefully was going to the same path was the stranger was going. If not, Umbra would confront them alone.