Sea Lion Shores Tell me I'm the only one

Acheron returned his silent greeting with a dip of his own head. The other man was handsome—that much he noticed right away, although not as handsome and Tuvaq; it was likely that he wouldn't find anyone that was.

The question was odd, but it made him smile a little regardless. The freckled boy shook his head. No, he answered. I have been traveling with my friend, and I just like it here, he explained. They had stayed near the coast the entire time they had been on their own. 

Are you a seawolf? he asked in return. Was that why he had wanted to know if Acheron was one himself? Of course, it could just seem that way because he was here, on the beach, but he imagined lots of wolves came here whether they lived here or not.