Person: @jovethebarbarian Location: U ever just wash up on a beach Everything is still easier on four legs when he washes ashore, even though his body seems to protest. He's exhausted when he finally makes it to land but he doesn't stop, a large wolf prowling the beach because even though everything smelt of salt water, there was the familiar scent of baked goods. And that one other wolf. That one other wolf that he was in front of while tugging a pair of pants on that are a little too long for him. "Freydis around?" Jove, that's right, that's who he was, they'd talked at Lupercalia.








