The Sentinels Meeting in Moonlight

It had been mere days since Omnium had taken the first faithful step south of his homelands. They had stuck close to the familiar coast as they slowly trotted their way further and further down. The change in elevation was a bit of a temperature shock as Omnium found himself panting more and more as the days went on, and the heavy coat of fur that had once kept him warm in the cold temperatures was more of a burden in this new climate. They had finally stopped to rest through the night in a thick forest of trees where he could still scent the salt on the air when he opened his maw. He had left Creed in a pale tangle of limbs and set out in search of a sky where trees did not block his eyes from the pale blue. Omnium soon found himself nearing a cliff where he could hear the distant sound of the waves crashing against a cliff, but he did scent something other than the salty air as he continued on his quest. A canine much like himself.

@Heph