Stavanger Bay dr jeykll

why hello there

He ran a fool's errand, returning here.

The sea looked no different than when he had left his brother upon its shores, still stretching endlessly, on and on. He wondered if Everett had found peace out here. Wondered if he'd find a place to rest. Wondered if he'd managed to start over new, like he'd hoped to do. 

Wondered if he'd ever find him.

Evander had walked for days without seeing a soul here, though time to time he came across another's path, stale by the time he reached it.

Funny, to find someone now. He'd thought the man a rock from afar. The sea had covered over any distinctions of scent. But now that was he was close enough to see the rise and fall of the other's chest -

He should let sleeping dogs lie. Instead, he lingered, and wondered what had brought a wolf to such desperation as to fall asleep on the sand. Was he even alive? Maybe the sea had washed him up.

After a minute, Evander reached out a paw and gave the man a good prod. Hey, you alive there, buddy?

What was the worst that could happen? A bite to his face? Nothing he couldn't dance away.