The Sentinels just like a moonlight and a tide

Andromaque listened -- to the crash of the waves and to the woman's voice as she responded to her question. Andromaque had learned to be friendly since aligning with the Court. It was always in need of able bodies, of growth, and perhaps she could offer a position to this coastal dweller. She doubted Andraste would turn away another set of paws.

"I came down from the mountains," she said, nodding to the direction she had traveled from. Northstar felt so far away from here, but she had been to the coast before and had missed the ocean dearly. "There's a group of wolves there -- trying to form a pack, I suppose. Courtfall," she started, filling the empty air with words. She doubted the wolf cared but she continued to speak anyways. "We're always in search of more wolves if you've ever considered leaving the coast," she offered.