The Sentinels And not a sound and no one else for miles.

She supposed the ocean would always have a place in her heart. Going back to the coast was in the cards. It was in her fate. Wren wandered aimlessly, leaving the other regions behind. She bit back a sigh as she tasted the air, finding a fresh scent of male upon the wind. Might as well meet another wolf, huh? She could do with worse company until proven otherwise.

The brunette trotted along the beach, following it to this rather burnt place. She glanced around, blue eyes focusing on the other wolf soon enough. She called out a greeting, her tail raised in what she hoped was a friendly matter. "Hey!" she recalled Wraen saying wolves lived along the coast. Wondering if he was one of them, she slowly approached. "do you live around here?"