Wapun Meadow The road is getting hard to see

A behemoth of a man approached him. It had taken getting used to both Akavir and Arric the latter who was huge and this wolf a hairs breadth larger. Etienne was not a largecwolf in any capacity. Medium, lithe almost delicate in stature, but honed with the wirey body of a swimmer.

A small smile. Dat be a song of de sea. W'ere I be from. Born on de cliffs de ocean my cradle.

He smoothed down a stray fur and settled to his haunches. I be Etienne.