Sorry it took so long! If you want others welcome, I can change it from private too. 
. Oh, and this is in the Wolfville harbor.
Food, food, food. Mala could feel the winter slowly creeping behind the back of autumn, and though she loved nothing more than to watch the leaves change and fall, hunger pushed her more than she was willing. She didn't really know where she found herself, as the smell of the salty air and the hope for grub put her at the edge of a small harbor. The creature paused mid-stride as the forest ended and the beginnings of buildings began to replace tall trees. Malachi turned to look behind her, and seemed to make a very cautious decision. She would keep moving.
It seemed empty, but Mala made sure to watch where she stepped and made sure not to overturn anything, not even a simple rock or a box. Everything seemed eerily quiet, except for the sound of her heavy breathing and the growl in her stomach. Traversing a few buildings, she peeked around the corner for signs of life, and instead found the small harbor. And harbors, from her experience, meant fish.
The big animal slowly padded towards the area, trying to keep herself low, quiet, and alert. It must look funny to see a big ball of fuzz try to slink around in an empty town. As she neared the harbor, she was somewhat taken aback by the high tide that came in and swept along the wooden planks, and decided it was best if she.. wasn't near the water. Yeah.
Lifting her muzzle into the air, she sniffed about as she kept on walking, which drove her into a nearby shop. The door in the entrance-way was hanging on only by a hinge, and shaken eerily by the wind. Malachi shivered, but from where she stood she saw some interesting nicknacks still hanging on shelves. Perhaps it held food, too! The creature slowly lumbered inside, her ears twitching with a sort of uneasiness as the last part of her rump squeezed inside the building.
