Gyrfalcon's Keep moored

if a wild @Grayday is interested!

While she wasn't exactly excited about leaving the area without talking to Seelie she still had that itch. It had lead her through the waters again, and she had a few options. Turn right, turn left. She'd ended up going towards the right - a properly timed cry from a bird urging her past the sandy shores and into a territory she didn't know anything about. In the recent days there was a shift of sorts, the inky male had left to find his own paradise of sorts and with it came his scent on the wind. It had dictated she wasn't going into the Forest, but, instead, the nearby Keep. Beneath her breath Catori was humming, keeping a few simple bars going as she traveled the area - it made her surge, the cadence of the tune almost like the steady pull of the ocean. Higher notes, lower notes, a basic rhythm to them. 

She drew in a deep breath as she broke the cover of the trees to see the rocks scale the upwards as if she was enclosed and safe there. Birds still called out, and Catori looked up to watch them for a few moments before she fixed her gaze on the landscape again. It wasn't unheard of for her to become too distracted by drinking in everything the environment had to offer. The Spiritwalker took it in stride, the scent of the sea till clinging thickly to her coat even as she made her way further into the unknown territory.