Dragoncrest Cliffs edge of tonight

Lorelai was heavily pregnant, near ready to pop; she'd been with the wolves of Sapphique for nearly a month now, but she'd not found herself brave enough to interact with any of them yet, save for Erzulie, who had taught her the basics of caring for pups and tending to the wounded. Today was different, though - she wandered the cliffs, staring out into the sea, when someone caught her eye. A young female, down on the shore. Lorelai didn't know what drew her to the other wolf, but soon enough, Lorelai was down on the sand. She approached the other slowly, ears tilted back, head lowered slightly, her timidness plain to see. 

She could see what the wolf was staring at, and Lorelai moved closer to see it, too. It was a neat pile of stacked rocks, semi-translucent and gleaming in the light. "They're so pretty..." she breathed, cerulean eyes wide. Then, she backed up a pace, stammering, "Er... s-sorry. I'm Lorelai... Erzulie's been teaching me."