Ocean's Breath Plateau We're one

Maude didn't know what the bloody hell she was doing this far south, what with being in the new pack and all, but here she was. And she was bored. Why did she come down here again? There was something about the pack moving in with another coastal pack, which obviously meant that one she had passed on her way to find...him...but that still didn't explain her lingering around the southern border. She didn't even want to go back to Tortuga yet, if ever. Maybe. She was a pirate after all, born and bred.

She decided to turn back, shuddering as she had to pass through the forest in order to skirt around the pack. She would never get used to being on solid, muddy ground. It was too dirty, too planty (is that a word, well it is now), not enough salt in the air to fill her lungs. But she was close to sand again, even if the forest's influence reached beyond the dirt. It was evidenced by the strange insects flying in the air...butterflies, right? Maude watched one flutter by and a strange thought (since when were her thoughts not strange?) went through her mind: what did it taste like? Maude followed one bright yellow specimen, the hue matching her mad eyes, trying to get as close as possible. She leapt into the air, her jaws snapped just a few inches away from the butterfly's tail...? But she missed. And then she missed again. Maude huffed as she landed heavily on the ground in front of the female, shaking her pelt and turning her head towards the gray woman. 'ey, lass. Ever tried one o' those things? She asked, her mind searching for something to attach itself too without Ferahgo in her presence.