Cerulean Cape there's something the dead are keeping back

His ears tipped forward questioningly. Saltwinter? He was the subject of inquiry not long after, so he waved his tail and sneered subtly as Heda does all the talking necessary. Of course, he is sure to remain ever steadfast and dutiful, but he has high trust in the dark commander. He doesn't have to stare blankly at her back, just waiting for something to go wrong. Once he settles on a good enough scope of the pale-coated stranger -- evidently the shieldmaiden, no less, he sniffs around on the shore to check out this swatch of beach in the meantime. His ears stay trained so not to miss anything, though, and he doesn't go far.