Stavanger Bay like a sandbox

Krikor had just recently joined the Bay. The inky wolf was desperate for a new home with the winter approaching so harshly. The Bay was ruled by a wolf more fierce than Krikor himself. He was blunt and actually followed through with his threats. Krikor was more of a snake than anything. His venom took time to kill you while Ragnar would just rip your throat from your weak body and dance in your blood. The salt and pepper male feared his alpha.

"I am new here. I haven't spoken to many pack mates yet." The ebony male added nonchalantly. He had no idea if the ebony wolf before him was in the same boat. "Have you been here for awhile?" The male inquired in a strong tone.