Sequoia Coast it's a real little chickie!

Oops got a lil' carried away!

Tytonidae continued her seemingly never-ending quest to recruit members for Bhediyon. In time, she knew she would find them. She just had to keep going, keep searching, and keep an eye out for them. Those who had pledged themselves to Bhediyon may or may not stick around, but if she gave up, nobody was going to stick around. Wildfire's offer was still in the back of her mind—Drageda—but she couldn't see herself in a pack that had turned Eljay away. The poor guy wasn't much more than skin and bones, and they clearly had the resources to nurse him back to health, but they hadn't. They'd told him to "prove himself," and he was on the verge of starvation because of it.

She had come back to the shoreline, trotting on the line between the waves and the sand. She didn't mind getting her feet a little bit wet, especially with the heat. There had been a few storms here and there today, but not enough to really cool it down. Ty longed for the winter, even though she knew prey would be more scarce during that time. The plateau had a good stock of rabbits running beneath its surface, and she had no qualms moving her lot if they needed to go somewhere else to find food.

Up ahead, she spotted a rather fluffy wolf who looked like she was about to provoke the seals. "I wouldn't do that if I were you!" Ty shouted from a distance, a smile playing on her lips. "I know where you can hunt some small game, though." She was, of course, referring to Ocean's Breath Plateau, but she let the mystery linger for a little while longer as she got closer to her latest acquaintance.