Oystercatcher Tide Pools bounty of the sea

"She," Meteora repeated, fierce eyes upon the she-wolf before her. "The Sea," she continued, by way of explanation. Unless the tawny female were to join them, the Nereides would explain no further. She had learned early on that outsiders were quite thick when it concerned the Mothers, and few of them had the same respect or reverence for the deities from which their ancestors had been born. "I am Meteora Nereides," she told the other, finally. She didn't bother to introduce the male, who danced at the edges of the tidepools.