Sequoia Coast to mount olympus

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He’d found them. After making his way from the northern reaches of the valley towards the coast, he’d finally located where the Nereides and their Consorts had settled. It came as no surprise to Homeros that his relations had seemingly staked their claim alongside the sea. Their familiar scents mingled with the strange aromas of the land he was not yet used to. The salty air was a welcome relief to the male; he’d missed the ocean dearly and was eager to find his home beside it once more.

Unsure of who he would come across first, Homeros made his way more or less blindly into the unknown. Ebon paws carried him down some cliffs onto the sandy outskirts of a beach. Waves crashed along the shore, their noise causing Homeros’ ears to preen forward with interest. In the distance he could see another wolf racing in his direction, but didn’t appear to be headed straight towards him. Hoping that he or she would be a familiar face, Homeros sprinted to meet the individual who he was still too far from to identify.