Lake Rodney a spirit walk

When Arrluk had visited Moonspear, @Alaric had told him of the pack I'm the south where his sister lived. Arrluk had not thought he would ever have a reason to visit, being the sort who did not care to travel. He didn't imagine what wonders were out there in the world, when he had so much to be grateful for right here in the Bear Wilderness. His home Tribe and three others which were lead by his kin and all of those extended from it. Arrluk didn't need to wander off to find interests or something grand, when what he had here he was everything he could ever want or need. 

Yet here he was, coming to meet one of those wolves from the pack in the south. As it were, Brecheliant wasn't all that far away. In fact, just about as far off as Saltwoods was in the Stavanger Bay. 

The boy's head perks up at the voice of another. A wolf older then he, but young yet still all the same. He looks to her, coated in greys and freckles on her muzzle and her eyes seemed all the more brighter with her greyscale pelt. I thought I might. He pondered with honesty as he looked back to the island. I'm a good swimmer... but I have not swam that far before.