Stavanger Bay I’m half the man I was

It was hard to be comfortable, despite the stranger's unthreatening demeanour. I hope I'm not intruding. Eyeing the water, Eydis wondered if she was any good at fishing anymore. It might be a good change of pace from her relatively similar meals. However, none of that would matter if she was told to turn around.

Never having made time to visit the coast, it was difficult to know the status quo. Were there any packs? Where were their territories? Were the wolves aggressive?