Cerulean Cape hold it together, birds of a feather

Huā took short excursions to the beach when the tides got low (although she could easily swim on her own.) She figured these were the best times to look for recruits inland. Even if she wasn't keen on foreigners. It was this which brought her back to the Cape- to see, not too far off the point where the land bridge met the island- a dark figure. 

Lithe and pointy as herself and her own family, a coastal wolf recognized from this far. That sort of figure told the story of a stranger raised upon a beach, and here she stood, and that was enough for Huā to consider her. But as she comes closer, the obsidian girl becomes familiar. Unmistakable, that dark fur, those lovely mismatched eyes- and a face that was still too youthful despite all the time that had passed. One of the girls who had escaped alongside the sisters- Daiyu. 

黛玉! 黛玉!! She hollers as she breaks into a run, tail wagging behind her.