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The blue-grey shape of the knight prowled slowly along the beach. Tenebris had found a path that carried down into a cozy seaside terrain. High stone protected it on both sides, the ocean to the north. The wayfarer could see the traces of wolves who had passed through that area. The scents that clung to the earth were faint, from another time.

If Tenebris had not been searching the shore, he would not have seen the dark shape that rose from the waters and slushed to shore. The gleam of red eyes was startling. The build of the young figure was imposing, muscular beyond reason for someone who appeared to be so young. The knight was uncertain about approaching. He had not found success with the others who had roamed the beach. Most of the wolves in the area had been irksome, at best.

Tenebris chuffed, though.

It was a show of his presence. He did not wish to surprise the dark-furred swimmer.