Ravensblood Forest Throughout Hushed time

Perhaps it was shared grief which drew the pair of wolves across each other's paths. Reverie too was hunting; she too was missing someone, though her someone was still there physically. It was only that his presence was hollow, and she could hardly cope without the warmth she'd come to expect from him.
Even from here, the song of the sea was overwhelming. Sometimes she thought it was getting louder... but that couldn't be right, could it? Water couldn't sing anyway, and so she dismissed it as nonsense for as long as she could. Still, it distracted her. Enough that she was startled when she laid eyes on a tall russet wolf, who for a terrible moment reminded her very much of Riordan. But the eyes were different, as were so many other things about him, and so after a second of shocked pause she relaxed and chuffed a greeting.