Stavanger Bay Down to the river

The smell of the salty water flooded the wolf dogs nose. The feel of the soft sand under her paws seemed to calm her as she looked over the water. It was beautiful. Throughout her travels Radar kept Dirges advice and surely enough her nose caught wind of a heavily scented territory and she nearly crossed into its borders. 

She released a huge sigh of relief as she had stopped just in time. Perhaps they would let her join. Determined to try the shewolf let out a howl.