Sequoia Coast Mother Called Me Home

Gunnar had long forgotten the gentle hearts that beat in the breasts of the youth. So when the young one turned away, he felt that. Realized too late, he had hurt her feelings somehow, but how he wasn't certain.

Gunnar tilted his head, and he heeded her warning and information. There were she wolves here, kissed by the sea, once upon a time. Who did not like males. They harbored my foster sister for a time."

Gunnar gave a soft chuff, gentle smile on his face, he finally turned closer to her, gun metal eyes meeting her gaze, the sandy mask that covered his face.  I made it my work to protect those I loved when i was younger too."

He studied her, wondered at her question, chewed it over. "I'm not certain where I will go. I simply wanted to come home. Tell me Sjodronning what should I search out? What should i look for? It has been some time since I walked these foothills."