The Sentinels Meeting in Moonlight

Omnium shook the mulch from his long pelt before he began to follow after the female at a slower pace to give her a comfortable amount of space. He almost found himself smiling at the damsel comment. Almost. He had a keen ability for direction, so he knew he had already traversed what she referred to in the East. The island had been particularly fascinating as the two had followed the coast line. As far as he could remember, it was the first time he had ever seen one rather than hearing tales of it as a pup. They had strayed from the coast since seeing that island to discover what lied beyond, and Omnium wanted to lay his eyes on it once more to determine if he should continue following the coast or traverse further South. Perhaps I would, but where is the fun in that? A wolf who roams these lands would surely know more than I when it comes to traversing them. It seems that assumption is correct given you seem to know what you speak of. Omnium continued to follow her at the pace she set. His eyes were drawn ahead of them as he calculated his steps to ensure they were sure footed and confident in the unfamiliar terrain.