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.

Scare time! And so appropriate for the first of October.
Song translation: Though you leave us early, we thank you for leading the way for us. Continue to be brave, little boy, into the future.

Malachi was quickly disappointed when all she found were little trinkets full of sand on the shelves and decorative seashells still hanging from the ceiling. Still, she decided to let her nose guide her way, and she closed her eyes to sniff out any other particular edible scents.
But that is when a new smell hit her nose. She couldn't quite grasp it, and there wasn't much wind on this day to tell for sure, but it made the creature open her eyes. Something told her to turn around, but in the small aisle she felt a little squeezed in and hadn't noticed. Only then did her nose -really- detect that something, or someone, else was in the vicinity, and her muscles froze in place.

The growl she heard very softly at first, but it was no less menacing than the next time her ears twitched wildly as it neared. Mala attempted to scoot around and have her body face the doorway again, but she didn't want to make much noise or break anything (as if it was going to help this town..). Instead, for the moment, she lowered her body and attempted to make herself as small as she could, her stubby tail low along with her ears and muzzle. Even the beads around her neck didn't click-clack as she hunkered down, hoping it wasn't her intrusion that was causing the growling.

"Tlia' Mise'l ki'l naqsi- nqaliek... Wela'liek tel-nikan-awti'kewiek.." Malachi's nerves began to build, and in attempt to ease her nervousness, she began to sing softly under her breath. "Siaw mlkita' ki'l l'pa'tu'ji'j, Elmi'knik."