Wheeling Gull Isle a million little gods causing rainstorms

She'd have to agree that the lagoon was a place of peace - it held many wonderful secrets, and it was always the perfect option if you were looking to relax. Faeryn herself was looking to do just that, but it appeared she would not be alone. There was a pale figure in the distance, but almost as soon as she spotted them a summon was released into the air, and the slyph's ears instantly perked. Something was up.

Her pace picked up, and although the call had not been for herself, she'd come and see what was happening anyway, brows furrowing with concern. "Hello?" Came her voice, distance gradually closing between the Renoda and the other girl (whom she'd not met, but definitely seen before). As her paws brought her closer, she at last caught sight of the body laying limp in the water, a pool of red amongst the green seaweed. Faeryn was most definitely caught off guard, though she'd already known what dangers the ocean could bring. What happened to this one?