Ravenshook Cliffs make me flesh

Note to self: After meeting Kaylan / before she meets Regulus.

She'd gotten turned around a little turned around - but she blamed the ewe for that, and the broody lone wolf that had distracted her hunting. When the scent of sea salt hit her nose, she knew she had gone too far. Then again, Eigma had never seen the great big ocean, so maybe the detour would be worth it. She moseyed along, picking her way through the reeds until the dirt turned to gravel, and the gravel turned in to fine points of sand. Her paws sank in to the grains strangely - and for a few minutes, the woman loomed over the nearest patch of sand and kneaded it with her toes, testing it, acclimatizing. Deciding she did not like the feeling of sand between her toes, Eigma headed back to the real world; she found a path heading along the cliffside and followed it, stopping only when she heard the call of angry birds - and spotted a wiry dark wolf.