Kintla Flatlands ₐｗₒₒₒₒₒ!

Etienne moved from the pack lands. The heaviness upon his chest was a bit much to bear. He wanted to find a place to perhaps cry a little, grief for his granme and his family that he left. He missed them, and yet he was also not in a hurry to go home. Which caused no shortage of pained thoughts and made him feel as if he were a bad son, brother, nephew.

Once he was far enough away. He lifted his muzzle to the sky and called out a sea's call. A sailor letting the world know he was land bound. Broken and sad, but alive.