Stavanger Bay [m] Be our guest

With the taste of salt on her tongue and her pelt heavy with seawater, Kirain padded back to the safety of the sand. Her heart thrummed with joy, and a wide grin split her face as water dripped from her fur. Then—a voice! But not Solenya’s. A male’s.

It caught her off guard. Instead of shaking herself dry, she turned toward the sound.

A white figure, touched with color. Had she seen him before?

She realized she’d been silently staring. Snapping out of it, she greeted him with her usual warmth.

Hello! Isn’t it a lovely day?

Nothing could dampen her spirits now. Still sopping wet, she trotted toward the stranger, tail swaying in a friendly wag.

Maybe a new friend. Maybe someone for the Sanctum.

She had to make this moment count. It could change everything.