Luneshale Pass Spirit

After tracing the salty scent to its source and discovering it was just an endless stretch of water, Talis promptly pivoted and made a beeline south. He put plenty of distance between himself and that place likely infested with otters.

He wandered ceaselessly for many days after that, eventually finding himself back at the same place where he’d met that strange woman (@Qiao). Talis walked up to the very same stream and snorted before dipping for a drink. Despite himself, he kind of hoped to catch sight of her.

After he took care of his thirst and began meandering through the scrub lining the trickling stream, he caught the scent of someone else. His heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t seen anyone in almost two weeks. And it had been much longer since he’d come across any of his kind. She’d been the last.

Hello? he called out, trotting toward where he thought the scent originated.

His pace slowed a little when her scent began mingling with wolves’. Cautiously, curiously, Talisman prowled forth until he finally caught sight of a small, dark figure ahead.