Sea Lion Shores Plastic Beach

He continued heading forward, head down to shield himself from the wind that crashed against his face. Everytime he stepped in a pool of sea water, his will to get away from this place grew.

Issun lifted his head after awhile to examine the terrain. Everything was the same, except for a figure in the distance. Curious, his slow trudge turned into a trot and the closer he got the more he could make out the figure. Another wolf. It had been awhile since he came across one.

"Hello?" he called, hoping his voice could be heard over the wind.