Blackwater Islands I won't unfold

Oh. Shit. Well, I'll have to track them down eventually. She waved a paw off-handedly, then focused back in on Cerulean. Not only was she lovely, she was perhaps the first openly friendly wolf Bridget had met aside from the Listener. But she also lacked that masked, enshrouded feeling that set the medic somewhat on edge around the latter.

Even moreso when she mentioned delivering the message! Her face lit up with relief to hear that they had heard. Did you see a wolf named Teya there? Gods, thank you! I hated the thought of them thinking I just up and vanished on them. Let alone looking! It was embarrassing enough as it was.

And honestly, I'd be happy to show you some basics. It'll give me a break from running circles around this island. Literally and figuratively. Bonus that, while they spoke, Bridget could tease out bits of news from back home.