Ankyra Sound cutthroat

Sasha wondered and wandered. just meandering. looking for her next meal.

maybe she'd go to the Saint's. to @Kynareth Deagon. probably not.

he was an oaf with a lump of oak for a brain. always thinking with his wood.

her scar ached, so a good dunk in the ocean should take the edge off.

cold, salty, briny, and a bit sandy.

perfect.

she looked across the land, inhaling deeply. enjoying herself.

a seal shouting with warning lumped towards the water. she tilted her head, trotting over to see what it was running from.

another wolf. they didn't look like they were hunting. probably just startled it.

she stood, watching the other. unsure her tail waves softly, ears flicking forward and back.