Blackwater Islands Borrow a cup of sugar, my a**

@Graeae @Julep (@Moorhen and any other Tempestad members are also welcome) :) leggo!

Their travels led them west, skirting around the borders of a pack established along the cliffs. Though the sandbar that linked coast and islands went unseen at first, the bridge was impossible to bypass as they came upon its sandy edge. 

The Marinus tribe preferred isles above any other for their homebase - they were surrounded by the ocean her family so revered and respected, the food was plentiful thanks to the sea's many species, and they were easily defended terrain. 

The fawn seawolf shared a glance with her daughter, brows raised as if to imply that the distant cluster of small islands could be a promising place for their relatives to take up residency. 

With Graeae in tow, the Marinus began the trek across the sandbar - noting warily that if any were in the area she would be unable to detect them until reaching the islets, thanks to the sea's salt washing away any trace of scent.