Stavanger Bay vestigial bones

Heph had been wandering the coast, following those lines losing track of time. While she had followed along it in a vague way she did not often go along it directly. After all as broad and vast and intriguing as the sea was, as much as it called, she could not explore it like the land which remained beneath her paws. One day she would swim out further than before, she had tried once and nearly drowned but she would do it again.

But the lines the ocean left separating it from the land left its own puzzles to be mapped and she charted it all out in her head, distracted from her thoughts by a particular sight emerging from the water - not one she had expected. Her voice called out ahead of her, announcing her presence, a bit of laughter embedded in it but confusion as well. "Well I suppose that's one way to have a pelt like no one else's, though I think you'd look good enough without." She trotted to a more comfortable distance but still left enough. This area held the scent of wolves gathering, not quite a pack yet but something, she did not know whether or not this was a wolf who would be looking to reinforce her borders.