Blackbeak Bluff it's human nature; well, you should know by now, my heart is in your teeth

Recruitment was not at the forefront of Nyx' mind. Instead, she looked to this raven-pelted wolfess merely as a distraction, a reason not to return to Grimnismal's territory where she may have to face the wrath of Wylla. While the tawny huntress pictured herself to be a master of disguise on this occasion, her avoidance of the entire situation was enough to rouse suspicion in anyone who knew her. She was, after all, notorious for nosing her way into others' business whenever the first inkling of drama seeped onto the strand.

The stranger almost matched the golden Ostrega herself in size: strong, but not built enough to appear masculine. A pair of indigo blue eyes followed her movement carefully, and the hue was a sore reminder of her sister @Saor. Her thoughts turned to the whereabouts of her siblings and, now that Spring was upon them, wondered when the right time might be to take her leave of the coast and resume her search for them.

"Hey," she called out in exaggrated enthusiasm as she drew nearer, casting her inner turmoil aside in favour of making this most recent encounter with a stranger drag on as long as possible in her avoidance of Wylla. "It's looking pretty grim today," she pointed her muzzle toward the vast sea beyond the cliffs, grey and miserable beneath an overcast sky.