they did not continue on to the sanctuary, even as close as they were.  some miles off, she assumed, but she did not know how far.. and anyway, the children had been tired.  they needed to rest.  

dew soaks her paws as she careens uphill.  the boulder is somewhere in the distance, she is sure of it, but.. ah.  she would not go on without her family.  silhouetted by the morning fog is a stranger.  larger than her, but still small.

she eyes them for some time, silent, before she chuffs quietly in their direction.

As the figure moved towards her she became rigid, tense; she didn't really know why.  She'd never been threatened before, and she had no reason to be wary of strangers.  But out here, with her babies somewhere else, and nobody knew where she was... 

It was easier to budget for over-concern than to be caught unassuming in the middle of nowhere.

But as he moves closer — yes, she can tell that he is in fact male now — she sees his scars, the limping way he moves.  Her heart lurches for him.  Hi, she offers a bit belatedly.

I'm Seabreeze.  My sister and our children, we are on our way to see a friend, north of here.

She casts a look back towards where somewhere out of sight her small, shattered family gathers.  They are travel-weary, hungry and tired.  I'm not.. exactly sure.  I have never been myself, but we sent a scout not too long ago.  Have you heard of the Bracken Sanctuary?

She sighed, shoulders sagging.  I wish it were that nice.  There is a sharpness to her tone not directed at the Governor.  My sister and I, our children are suffering from malnutrition.  The Sunspire did not have enough resources to provide for us all.  I just remembered that Pyro didn't report back a food shortage, and there was no time to send out another scout.  Olive's son was murdered, and my daughter was attacked.

She cleared her throat and met his gaze.  I am sorry to dump this on you and intrude on your home.  I didn't even know if we'd be welcome, but.. certainly, it'd be better than starving.