Cerulean Cape as calm as the sea, but as devastating as it becomes

After finding the scent of the Rusalkans on the shore, she had much to think about. The fact that they had all passed by communicated one thing to her: a move. Who knew where, and Huā didn't especially care as long as it was far, far away from Yuèlóng. For the Keep, she'd gently encourage them to stay out of their hunting grounds. For the Rusalkans, the encouragement might not be so gentle. She had little patience for that gang of barbarians.

She had sent Daiyu and Ruvik home before her, as she traveled to check if the pack had also touched down in Cerulean Cape, the other territory bordering Yuèlóng. She found fewer scents here, and was much more pleased. But soon she sees a stranger, standing at the water's edge- curious, Huā approaches slowly, slower than usual due to her rounding figure. Stopping a few yards back, she calls out a simple Greeting, stranger. The scent of Neverwinter cane off of her pelt, and Huā relaxed, letting her guard down around the ally.