Redtail Rise who want the smoke? who want the fade?

something was — wrong. pearl didn't look well, which provoked a wary bristle from the seagirl. yet she came along all the same, reaching to touch their noses together, to try and figure out what ailed her friend.
"has every'tin' been okay here?" chani asked, knowing no words would come, but also understanding that pearl's expressive nature would say all she needed to know.