Stavanger Bay remember learning that saints

sorry for the delay on this @Izumi!

the bay was covered in a dense layer of morning mist; cool as it lingers upon his pelage the thick tendrils of fur along his spine damp. the sun begins it's climb in the sky and kjalarr is slower this morning. slower to wake, noting the small ache in his leg. there is always a little stiffness first thing in the morning, but the chill and the damp bring about the needling pain that, with any luck, will ease as the day warms up and goes on.

nevertheless, after eating a quick breakfast of rabbit, he tends to patrols all the same. with the base of scent markers finally all lain down — an arduous task not as easy as it had been in his spritely youth — but nevertheless he persists, knowing that the more he moves it the more numb he'll become to the ache.