Cerulean Cape but it was not your fault but mine

i think this works timeline-wise....LOL

"What the fuck is that?"
The distant sound of someone's rather loud confusion draws his attention from his current task: hunting — or, trying to. He's never seen anything like this place before. The ground is weird, the air smells odd and salty, and to one direction it seems there's nothing but water for miles. He can't decide whether he likes it or not, but he knows he doesn't like the lack of normal prey scents around here. Everything smells foreign and unappealing to him — and apparently whoever else is out there agrees.
He turns slowly in a circle until he spots the distant figure hurrying after something small and red. He follows after a moment of hesitation, keeping his steps light and careful in an effort to avoid being noticed. To that end, he takes a widely-arcing path around, making sure he approaches from the stranger's blind spot, and lingers at a distance. He wants to see how this goes before he makes himself known.