Hoshor Plains I'm thinking of you.

The sea woman answered her call. Her fur was a blend of crimson with cinnamon hues. Upon arrival, the woman joked for a moment, then stilled herself. Raindrop’s own posture was straightened, she stood there, looking into dark green eyes. She spoke: “I have a message for you from high upon the Sunspires. It comes from a man who gave me shelter, his heart filled with kindness. I was instructed to pass his words on to you, and one other. I assume Chacal is not here?”

She would let Mireille respond in question before she gave the name of the man.