Cerulean Cape Settled in, into the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket

Like with many others she met along the coast, the male she saw in the distance appeared to simple be passing through, drawn to the shore as many others were. His coat was a soft palette of greys with hints of beige and brown, but unlike Thresher, he bore no distinctive markings, and all the colours of his pelt seemed to blend seamlessly into one another. In the distance, she saw him and immediately began to wave her tail in a friendly greeting as they continued toward one another. There was something vague about his gaze, but he was clearly watching her, and she greeted him with a slight dip of her elegant muzzle, and gave him a tender smile. 

"Peace be," She greeted, but as she looked up at him again, she paused, and the feathery tail that had been swinging in a slow, low sway suddenly stopped. She pricked her tufted ears and tilted her head to the side curiously, taking another step closer and leaning toward him, muzzle outstretched as she sniffed the air to catch his scent. She too recognized him, and as soon as she realized that they had indeed met before- not that she was able to recall his name- her tail began to sway again. "Undersea?" She voiced softly, hopeful that he would remember the pack they had both lived in, when she had been very young.