Two Rivers Isle Abd al-Kuri sparrow

On the borders! Maybe @Eshe?

It was quite a jaunt from the dark of the wood to the grounds on which he stood then. The sea had called to him, telling him to visit, to bask on its shores and to pull fish from its waters. He hadn’t made it quite that far. Instead, Siskin had been thoroughly enthralled with the isle. The light of the sun glinting from the surface of the water was overbearing, tantalizing.

Siskin approached, ready to embrace the cool touch of the river and let it carry him downstream. When he drew near, he noticed the distinct aroma of wolf marking. Worry lined his features, drawing his lips into a thin line that did not stretch to meet his eyes.

The owlish figure yipped loudly, calling out to any patrollers who might be near enough to let him bask in their glorious claim.