Seyonne, bored to death, took to pacing back and forth across the rock despite his cut paws. They didn't really hurt that bad, so he wasn't worried about them. What he was worried about was the ocean and its determination to make him die of thirst. This wasn't how he expected to go. Maybe a fall from a tree, or some epic battle between good and evil, but never of thirst. So much water, and yet nothing to drink. Ha ha, nature. Good one. His anger at himself had waned though, and he was more worried (dare he admit, even to himself, afraid?) about his outcome. His eyes darted back and forth, wishing for someone to happen along. Even someone to talk to would be nice. The seagulls he could talk to, but he would rather not if only because he knew they would be quick to leave. Then he spotted something, someone.
He wasn't sure at first, but as the figure came closer he realized it was a wolf, or perhaps a luperci. It was weird, this land where wolves may not be wolves. He was still getting used to it, but really it didn't matter what the figure was. He watched as the wolf chased the water much like he had only a few hours earlier. The wolf seemed confident though, and Seyonne doubted he couldn't swim. He realized then that he had stopped pacing and was standing perfectly still. The wolf copied him then, seeming notice the strange fox stranded in the ocean. Stumbling, Seyonne took a couple steps higher up on his rock, trying to make himself more noticeable. He called out across the water in high speech.
"H-hi!" His voice cracked and he had to cough before starting again. "Uh. Well, sir, I seem to be... stuck." He paused, hoping he was right in assuming the wolf was male, and also ashamed at what he was doing. He wasn't good at relying on others. Admitting his ignorance was harder, but it slipped out before he could stop it. "You wouldn't happen to know when the water will go down, will you? It... does go back down, doesn't it? Or do you know someone that can swim?" He stopped blabbing and waited anxiously. It would be easy for the stranger to continue on his way and leave him to rot. His body would probably fall between the rocks or get washed away, never to be seen again. He shuddered at the thought and cleared his mind. No use in worrying until he knew what the stranger would do.
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