Sea Lion Shores millennium

Feelings of resentment had driven the wolf away from his pack land and onward into the inviting bosom of lands not yet riddled by the presence of others. The latest shuffling of ranks had left him feeling wronged in some way (poor Ax had no idea it was his writer's carelessness that had led to his demotion) and, without a way to eloquently express himself, he'd heaved his legs into a strong gallop and vanished from the borders of the Plateau.

It'd been a while since he'd pushed himself so hard. Tendrils of fogged breath eluded his snout as his lungs seized in an effort to quench their thirst for air; his manic running was little more than a stumbling, weak trudge that left trenches instead of tidy footprints. He noticed that the solid plane of earth beneath him had gradually softened with the introduction of sand...and by the time he could urge himself onward no longer he was entirely within the haven of a seemingly deserted beach.

This is where I'll start over he thought dramatically to himself as he stared absent mindedly across the surface of the water and on toward the infinity of the ocean beyond.

He wouldn't really...but he was helpless not to at least entertain the idea.

set by Emy