tall girl with a stone constitution (tethys/eos adept ritual)

The naiad had spent the better portion of her day collecting various stalks of seaweeds and kelps for her cache of supplies. The Sound had been quiet. Eos had not noticed many cross their borders since the incident had occurred with the stray female and their grey-furred drudge. It had been an occurrence that she did not think to question. Caiaphas knew best, and so the willowy sea-wolf would follow her Alpha to the ends of the ocean. Ankyra was her home and she would do well to protect the lands that had offered her reprieve from her – seemingly – endless wandering.

When the call fell on her ears, the naiad cast a peculiar expression in the direction of her leader’s voice. With a quick flick of her tail, Eos organized the remainder of her seaweed and exited through the mouth of her den, setting off at a brisk trot. The winter air was not treating them well. With each crash of the waves, the sea-wolf could feel her skin bristle with the frigid winds that carried it. With the numbers dwindling, Eos had begun to worry about their means of survival. Prey was scarce on the beachside, but the naiad had done well to supply fish when needed. Nonetheless, they were looking at difficult times.

Approaching the yellow-eyed woman’s location, Eos peered curiously at the dark Alpha before lowering her head and flicking her tail downwards. “Caiaphas, you called?” she spoke in a quiet tone, her sea-colored gaze resting finally on the coywolf’s muzzle.