Rising Sun Valley Crash collision of Jefferson Starships

The wetlands were boggy but they were cold now too, frigid to the touch, so Ibis avoided them as best she could. The marsh would be the same, and the leaking lakeside—Duck Lake being the prime location that came to mind, since she'd already soaked herself in it at some point. The chill of the water had not left her even though she was, for the most part anyway, as dry as she could be. Mud streaked her limbs; while Ibis would have taken the time to clean herself up on any other day, she was too tired now, and there were other priorities ahead of personal hygiene—such as food.

She had hoped to find something small to eat, as there appeared to be an ample supply of ground squirrels and other such rodents in the grasslands of the valley; however, the quakes had scared away most of the larger game, and now it seemed as if the tiny things had either run away in search of safety, or maybe hibernated beneath the thin layer of snow which clung to the higher segments of the valley. Ibis wasn't going to let herself be defeated—or so she told herself—but every day brought new challenges.

As she approached another waterway she saw a canine silhouette, and was desperate to reunite with her brother Okeanos, so without thought she plunged after it. The closer she got the larger she expected the shape to grow, as her brother was quite a hefty individual—instead it barely changed. The warmth of the stranger's coat wasn't a similar composition to Okeanos' earth brown, and there were flecks of silver and white arrayed throughout the darkness of their pelt. Oddly, it was still a familiar face, and Ibis was surprised by herself as she remembered her aunt, Sarah! She called out as she slunk along the muddy ledge beside the water. What are you doing here?