Sea Lion Shores wolf [m]other

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When she woke, she wanted to move. Doe’s hooves itched and burned with want, the need to travel.

But she did not go far from Saltshore’s fledgling claim. She traveled the shoreline, up towards the north. Vairë felt the burn, knew what it belonged to, and she had done as anaa asked with her antler totem before she had left, welcoming herself into womanhood fully and naturally. Vibrant summer danced around her, heated winds playing with her fur in a dizzy dance. Her scent played a gentle melody to the surrounding air, a soft tug on those who could smell it, but she would attend only one.

The thought left her mind when she saw them. The odd, honking creatures, looking at her like she was the foreign thing here.

It was odd. They were odd.

She stood there, perplexed.