Coconut Grove for you, it's been so long

Concern swept over his features and Rokig was suddenly getting deja vu. Perhaps he was actually cursed to keep stumbling upon wolves who seemed like they were on their last leg. Was he being forced to play the role of savior? Did he need to save two creatures to make up for the two Undersea wolves who had been so kind to him?

He sucked in a deep breath, eyes briefly closing until he heard the soft whine and was forced to open them again. What do you need? He asked softly as he crouched towards the sandy ground. Food? Water? Rokig knew that the ocean's water would not be good to drink but perhaps he could find something fresh, deliver it on a big palm leaf. He was also getting better at fishing which meant he was ready to provide something to eat if needed.