Stavanger Bay that still only counts as one

@Norsamu had returned, and their ranks had swelled with others velen had not yet met. after a quick patrol of the cairn territory, velen set off toward the coastline, where he plunged headlong into the ice-edged waters. surfacing with a loud shout of exhilaration, the young wolf paddled lazily toward an uncovered sandbar, lifting himself out onto it. fur standing in spikes, sea newly shaken from himself, velen raked his chestnut gaze across the dark surface, searching for one of the countless fur seals that hauled their round bodies onto the shore. they remained his favorite prey, and for the present, the ceto lowered his haunches and settled for a long wait, restlessness purged at least for the moment.