Ankyra Sound Marigold

With Everett here to watch over Blossom, Reverie had taken to wandering the Sound periodically. It was a welcome distraction from the stress of Lestan's continued absence. She did not let herself think of it now, but already there was a part of her making plans — just in case.
Her paws were sodden and dark with a mixture of mud and sand, but Reverie paid little mind to it as she drifted along the water's edge. She was watching the waves. Every so often something dark would stir to the surface, only to disappear just as quickly. A few times she'd managed to track the movement all the way to the shoreline. That was how she discovered that most of these bits of debris were either pieces of wood or plants swept in from the sea. She stopped eventually to inspect a slimy dark green tangle, unaware that this was what was known commonly as seaweed. Reverie was fascinated, of course, and studied it at great length.