Blackwater Islands the frozen sea

The fiery coated wolf pushed on, moving beyond the point which he would normally turn inland towards home. He had found the Ocean Plateau, but what else may be on shore? East he kept forth, if only to perhaps single out any other place which might pull his interest...or anyone, perhaps. 

He had not seen these little islands before,  scattered and broken, some small, some large and some just tiny. Wading through the shallows of the icy waters, he pranced amongst them happily, high-stepping towards one of the various slabs of earth within the seas. Though as he neared, wading in the waves, he realized it was not just a rock. An ashen colored lady lay atop it, basking in the twilight, one with both Mother Sea and Mother Moon.  

Oh! I am sorry to disturb, miss.