Redhawk Caldera when i say two words, three times

bridget's name causes the other woman great surprise.  a warm, bountiful smille is offered in return.  it placated her, if only for a moment, to have given such news.

another wolf made his appearance.  he was cautious, weighing her from the corner of his eye.  cerulean was unbothered.  she didn't know if he had heard anything she said, so she explained from the beginning.

i am marina, of the druids.  we live on the coast.  your friend bridget is alive.  she asked us to send you a message, to let you know she is well.  the tip of her tail gave a slight wag.  she was severely injured when she arrived on our islands, though she is recovering.

she paused.  for her sake, i will allow bridget to tell the rest of her story.  she did not want to fill in any details that bridget might want tell — or keep to herself.  once she has recovered enough to make the trip, we will escort her home.