Ankyra Sound to dixie’s sunny shore

@Greyjoy @Caiaphas

He could navigate pretty well, with that internal GPS of his, not to mention that smart nose always pulling him in the right direction. Salt in the air meant the shore was mighty close, and he could almost taste some fresh crab. It was sure to be a damn good midday snack. But salt wasn't the only thing stinging his nostrils. The smell of wolf was pungent, they'd pissed on every bare tree they would muster up the spray for. It reeked, enough to wrinkle his maw and bring his jolly trot to an observant stroll.

What business did wolves have being so near to the sea anyhow? He'd seen a wolf snatch up a fish or two, but he'd seen more of them only snag a scale when the grizzlies came around to do their thing. But this was more than seasonal thing, they weren't just stepping up camp they were settled in nice and tight. Enough to make Jackson second guess himself, but not enough to stop him. He figured if the he minded his own business, the wolves would mind theirs. Nonetheless he puffed himself up some as he scooted around a marked tree, snuffling around in the dirt beside it.