Moonspear i just ate an entire seahorse!

One in particular stood out, threading into her nostrils on the slight summer breeze. Frolic found her head turning to spy a young wolf approaching, which immediately explained the stronger scent. Her bright eyes widened as she pivoted to properly face the stranger, who looked like she was only a little older than Frolic.

Hiya! she chirruped at the tentative greeting, grinning and waving her black tail.

Her presence made Frolic think of Seal. She hadn’t caught the name of Seal’s pack or its location before that hellcat had attacked them, though the reminder made her curious. Her expression shifted into an inquisitive smile.

Do you live here? Do you know Seal? Do you know if Seal lives here?