Stavanger Bay we gather in shadow and ash

Sage hadn't been doing much lately, she wasn't the most social type. Though no one had attempted to talk to her either, until the sudden call from Doe to go to the water. She hesitated, the shadow had yet to test her skills in the ocean, only the rough rivers and such. The beach was still a foriegn thing to her, she was reluctant, nevertheless, but followed the howl silentely padding out onto the frail grains of sand that made her stand out extrememly. Her black pelt was no longer a form of camoflauge, and instead betrayed her as a target - she hated it. A small group of wolves had gathered, most of which she didn't know. She didn't care though, Sage had come for Doe, not these strangers and paid no attention to them. 

Once reaching the shore, staring down at the border between land and water, she paused. She knew well her fur would pile heavily once meeting with the salty blood of the sea. She took a deep breath before stepping into the icey waters, holding a stoic expression despite being extremely frigid. Before reaching too far in the water, the silhouette bowed to her greater ranks. She might dislike the idea of being underneath someone, but she knew when respect was due, and these two she held courtesy for. "My apologies for being late." She insisted, though it seemed she was the only pack mate around. Unless these were newly recruited. 

"What is it you ask of me?" Sage questioned, assuming this wasn't just a call to chit-chat.