Sea Lion Shores Gimme three steps

Thistle cloud listened, but didn't say anything thinking in her mind. The Pleateau he was one of Peregrine's wolves then. As he looked out to sea and then back she finally noticed the color of his eyes and her wariness increased ten fold. Surely a Plateau wolf hadn't attacked them, surely not. Why not? She did not mind the sea, though she did like her forest and meadows as well. Which was why she liked the Bay. There was the sea to one side, forest to the other and meadows to the other it was a nice set up.

She nodded I will tell him, and yes we have heard it, but you are welcome. We would do it again and Junior is always welcome here. She grew quiet contemplating what to say and how to ask the question she had formed in her minds eye. Forgive me, but have you ever been this way before met a wolf named Julooke perhaps? She was fishing, but she was doing her best. If he was the wolf that attacked poor Julooke, she did not want to be on the receiving end of that wrath.