Sea Lion Shores The Tears Fall

Albus was trotting through the terrain, quiet and calm as usual. He smelled another wolf somewhere near by, and he decided to follow it. Hoping the wolf wouldn't be rude, or aggressive he saw a dark colored female, her back turned towards him and leaning against a rock. He slowed his pace and left space between them, unsure how reserved she was. He barked a welcoming, "Hello," in hopes to start conversation.