Rock & Salt

For @Crow.

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Life was quiet. Calm. While Ragnar could easily say he enjoyed sitting and listening to the wind through the pine trees, to the waves of salt over rock, he also felt restless. And so he decided to seek out the shoreline at the base of his mountain in hopes to seek some thrill, be it by exploration or the hunt- or both.

He followed a creek at first. A creek which flowed into a larger river, one which he knew snaked through the mountains and down the foothills out of the territory. What he didn't know was that such river forked at one point, snaking through golden grasses before spilling out into the sea.

Golden paws met white flat beaches clustered with black rock. Ragnar had seen more beautiful scenery at the ocean before. Little tropical coves of pink sand. Some leading into glorious caverns. Here however, this was home and it was filled with many prizes to be had, he knew. So he began to dig.
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Down the slopes the two scavengers descended. Down the slopes of the foothills which Ragnar called he and his family's own.

Flipping one black rock over after another, his luck finally makes way as he flips over one to discover a large blue crab. He does not go unscathed, for the moment he flips the rock does the creature take his claw and clamp down on the ankle of the not swift enough wolf.

“You little shit..!” The words hiss between clenched jaws, which then so unclench and crunch down into the shell of the creature and Ragnar jerks his limb, to reveal a nasty slash he'd of rather not had. Still, a large crab meant a happy meal.
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Gonna wrap this up since Crow is out ftm.

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Two dark figures decend from the slopes of his home. Here, where the mountain face fell to the beaches, there was no forestry to cover the pair's arrival. They were both Crow and a crow.

Ragnar's head lifts, watching the young wolf turn over a rock as he had, disappointment then showing on his features as he comes out empty. Even the bird looked disappointed.

“Maybe the sea provides for only those that call it home.” Ragnar speaks and with it, suggesting his placement here on this land. Shrugging, Ragnar lifts the blue crab then into his jaws. Another glance passed to the loner, he wonders if he would stay or go.

Either way, Ragnar moves back to the river and follows its path back into Northfall which he'd come.
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