Blackbeak Bluff True power doesn't come to those who are born with it

Ratio had made it past the prissy female and had found himself along the ocean. It was certainly warmer than the mountains he had bypassed but he wasn't entirely pleased with the sea, either. An avid swimmer, when he had time, Ratio enjoyed the water but the ocean was a different beast. Useless for drink and a deathtrap to swim. Perhaps he would turn around...or move west. 

In short, he didn't know where he was going.

In his idle wander, he came across another of the land. He assumed, as he usually did, that they knew more than he about where they were. Maybe the wolf - another male by the look - would have some more information for him on where to go. He changed course to meet the white male, raising his voice a bit to be heard as he approached. 

"Where are you going?" he asked, blunt as usual.