Stavanger Bay This point

Up until now, Kore had been set to travel alone after the failed trafficking killed her battlemates. It wasn't much of a problem in her eyes since it wouldn't be the first time the amazon was forced to find her own way in life, though it seems that this independence kept Kore from actually meeting her clanmates.

So, the sea maiden followed Umbra's scent trail to the presence of others: Vanity, O'Mally and Tahoe (though, more distanced from the others). The skulled femme and wraith male in particiclar had been absent from some time. Upon arrival, her head would cock to the side in curiosity when marble eyes locked on the skull this woman held in her mouth -- a trophy of some sorts? 

Well then, that just took Kore down nostalgia road. Staring in awe at all the "Trophies" she and other warriors of the court collected in battle -- the scent of seasalt and blood was the smell of victory to those who've defended Poseiden's claim with a sense of empowerment. 'Would thses wolves share similar sense of pride defending this clan?' Kore briefly thought before quietly approaching her clanmates. If so, then maybe things wouldn't feel so different from home afterall...