Ankyra Sound Time given

Stepping over debris, Chacal kept her gaze low, searching for any sign of her sister. The last thing she wanted to see was a tuft of fur or, she dreaded, a limb to be all that she would find, sticking out from underneath one of the many logs that had washed ashore in the storm. She picked her way around them, and found only kelp and sea creatures that had fallen victim to the swell. 

She'd searched for long enough, she thought, that any compelling sign of him having washed ashore along Ankyra Sound could be ruled out. Her mind was tired from worry, her neck ached from tension. She rolled her shoulders and tilted her head back, grimacing as she felt the tightness in her muscles. But when she lifted her head and cast her gaze for the first time out over the waters, she was startled to see another wolf in the area. She froze when he barked, and watched him bounce toward the shoreline. She'd been so concentrated on scouring the ground that she hadn't looked up to notice him. 

He waded into the water in a way that looked almost playful. He laughed, and she saw his shoulders flex lightly as the current pushed against him. Now that her search was over, she was able to smile faintly. He looked like he'd never seen the ocean before. She didn't remember what it had felt like the first time she'd seen it- not until now, anyway. A long-forgotten memory came back to her, and she felt a bit more of her tension slip away. 

She padded a bit closer, warily, and as quietly as she could. With the driftwood scattered about, all she'd have to do would be to duck low and he wouldn't be able to see her. She pressed herself against a log, and threw her head back. She emitted two piercing notes- her best imitation of a gull's call- before she dropped to the ground, and peered with one eye through a knot in the wood to see if she'd fooled him.