Northstar Vale J'etais votre idole

The slender man returned precisely when he'd intended to- when shadows melted into the blue hour after stretching toward the horizon. The peaks surrounding the vale were tipped with gold yet- the last remnants of the day's sunlight, yet to lift and fade from view. The days were becoming shorter and shorter; soon the night sky would be long, dark, and full of stars. 

He carried with him a bulging pouch made of kelp, that had since dried into a suitable vessel. The only supple part remained within his mouth, gripped carefully by gentle teeth, tongued to sap the seaweed of the last of its salty flavour. From within came the scent of herbs and brine; a sprig of sea lavender hung out the side, clutching the last of its tiny, purple flowers. There was a gentle clanking from within the pouch- treasures that jostled quietly as he moved. He made his step as even as possible, to avoid causing any harm to the items he'd gathered. 

His pearl could not be found; he would do what he could to forget it. Greedily, he had fished for oysters, cracking them open and eating their flesh, until he found two pearls- both white and unremarkable to a wolf who had once possessed one of such a deep, oil-slick hue, but he knew they would be of value to someone who had not yet possessed one. 

He arrived at the borders, pausing there to gently set his bundle at his feet and call for @Viskani, who he assumed had been awaiting his return.