Blackbeak Bluff Where to begin

Still, Dacio was unable to locate his sister. He roamed the coast in search of her, detecting pockets of scent here and there that might suggest she'd passed through, yet she continued to evade him. In quiet moments, the ashen yearling wondered if her intention was to avoid him.

To need to be among kru was almost enough to have him turn back toward Trigeda, but his bond to Opalia was enough to root him to the Teekon's shores - at least until she could confirm his underlying suspicion. At the very least, he had to know the golden Gona was safe.

His hunt for her brought him furthr from their previous haunts, but it was not the blonde pelage of the wolf he sought that his gaze found. This creature was Winter-white, a male in his prime, a formidable opponent. Salmon pink tongue snaked between his teeth to sweep over an upper lip, and it was his desire to seek more information on his wayward littermate that brought him closer.

"Hei," the young seawolf greeted, maintaining enough distance to (hopefully) refrain from invading personal space.