Totoka River Diving in the deep,

It was the smell of the sea which had drawn him. Aiolos missed his island home he had temporarily left behind during these horrible storms. Though the air was misted, drops of rain falling here and there, Aiolos took the opportunity to go to the coast while it wasnt pouring. 

Amber eyes sought out the sand bar which connected from the mainland here to his island home. There wasnt one. The Sea and the river had swollen, swallowing the bridge which led to the island. The sandy beach was much thinner, the waters having overwhelmed the area nearly up to the grassy slices of earth which lined the beachside. 

A new scent caught his attention  now -blood. But not of prey, he thought and as he strode forward his thoughts were confirmed at the sight of the injured dark female. A grumbled woof comes from parted creamy jaws. A small hello as he pauses, not wishing to tread close to an injured wolf without permission.