Cerulean Cape Exploring the Tides

After her brief stay at Dragoncrest Cliffs, the yearling continually found herself drawn back to the coastline. Something about it had finally become oddly cathartic to her once she got past the initial homesickness that had plagued her for moons now. First she had come to see if the scarred male that had howled for Kiwi's cause had stayed, but when she found his scent faded off after Rusalka's outskirts and no good lead elsewhere that she could find, that was probably the end of that. But now that she was here.. she intended to keep scouting out the coastline since Dacio was off doing the same somewhere else and their "recruits" had all faded off as well. She had only told him last of her vague whereabouts, and they were to reconvene eventually--so she trusted, and off she went after swinging wide around the cove, then finally picked up her pace for real.

Once she was absolutely certain that she had avoided any coastline that should be within Rusalka's reach, she veered the route she jogged more and more towards the beaches themselves. Something was bound to catch her interests there but not in a major hurry, Opalia was still plenty keen to put more distance between herself and any pre-existing pack claim on these coasts; she kept her trot quick enough until the winds started to guide her towards the tide pools.

It had been good growth for her lately to range more alone, and here could prove to be a good example as she realized what else she could pursue in a situation like this opportunity. Opalia had come to see what she could find to scavenge, but when she saw another wolf there in the sand by the pool, that changed the measure of her approach to more cautious. She aimed to let herself be seen at a slow-coming distance--in case the stranger might be an aggressive sort first and foremost. The Drakru wanted to gauge it so far, but she was also aware of the offerings the pools could grant and if they were lucky, now might not be a bad time of year.