Horizon Ridge forsaken deep in the sullen tide

At first, Grace thought she'd made a mistake - the man drinking from the water sure looked like her old Keep packmate, but he smelled thickly of the ocean and when he looked up to her, there was anything but recognition. 

At his reaction, Grace froze where she was sitting, chosing not to stand nor leave but stare whale-eyed at him for a moment. The crusted shut eye served little purpose right now, but even through her one golden orb she could clearly tell that this man was Mordecai, even before he'd asked her if they'd met; why did he not remember? Had something happened?

            "Y-You don't remember me?"

For a moment, she consitered not telling him. Her ears fell back and she licked her jaws in anxiety - why didn't he know her? Was this a freaking test, or was he maybe doing it to show she was no longer a Marauder? So many posibilities popped into her head that she shook it as if to clear them.

 
                                                                             "You joined Marauder's Keep a couple months after me, and we didn't ever really talk or hang out, but we were still packmates."