Beyond the Sea [Open]

The ocean called her name. Whispered it, lured her in, like a soft siren on the other side of the sea. Jackie walked, listening to the hush of the waves swelling around her dark pads on the golden sands, the cool breeze ruffling with salt through her thick coat. She escaped the hustle and bustle of the pack, reorganizing itself to account for the new influx of members, brought from a strange land that, surprisingly, was not so strange to her. The dogs spoke of tall buildings, human food, and iron garbage that sound foreign to the wolves that had lived on this beach all their lives, but not to her. No, she was a wolf of travel, her favorites being the villages where she could roam the cobbled streets chasing screaming children for pure fun, or steal a sweet meat that the butchers had cooked to perfection. She smiled at the old thought. Things were much quieter in the Pearl, but she couldn't help but thirst for adventure.

At the same time, her thirst for adventure also hungered for a companion. Everywhere she had traveled, there had always been one wolf alongside her, a first mate to every sail. Or rather, she was the first mate to some males, but even they knew that she told the wind which way to blow. She wondered if any would join...