Stavanger Bay but then again, i hated school.

she introduces herself then, after stating their position as neighbors, and gestures to the isle just off the coast. from where they stand, it's not much — a sliver, really; but he knows if it houses wolves then it must be bigger than the tricking horizon shows. neighbors, in a sense. there is still the sea-lion shore and stretch of sea between them; plenty of room so that neither of them would feel crowded by the other.

i'll be sure to tell my wolves to tread the sealion shore with caution. it was better to assume that everyone was as a territorial as him then take the chance that they weren't. i have designs to use the sentinels to the west of us as our hunting grounds. wintersbane offers the tidbit of information as something of an olive branch; a subtle way to communicate that he didn't want trouble.