Blackwater Islands Vicarious

It was not long before her beckoning song was answered. The lovely, pale-furred woman approached with caution, something that Salish would have done herself in such a random encounter with a stranger. In order to show her peacefull intentions, the gold-dusted wolfess lowered her tail and flattened her ears ever so slightly, adopting a posture that was much more submissive, but not quite meek. 

The large grin that seemed to envelop the entirety of the snowy wolf's countanance was welll met with a smile of Salish's own, and emphasized with a more rapid swish of her tail. Yes, I am a Nereid, she responded brightly, dipping her maw in a relatively formal greeting. I have come here with my siblings, Chelan and Tokitae... they're around here... somewhere. Salish flicked her head over one shoulder, then the other, though she was unsurprised that she still did not see either members of her party, instead turning her honey gaze back towards the paler female. 

My name is Salish Neriedes. And you are?