December 07, 2014, 02:42 PM
The knight left the ocean, dripping with the salty, icy, water. But no fish in his jaws. The sea did not offer anything to him today, but he could find something another time. The storm gray wolf shook his pelt, trying to keep himself from getting hypothermia. He blinked, seeing a wolf, no, coywolf, loping alongside the coast near him. "Well met, sir."
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