before the fray

The white fae's paws met sand again, and she walked a little ways up the beach before shaking her pelt dry. Some sort of underwater flower remained stuck in the fur of her neck, but she made no move to pull it off. On the contrary, she craned her head and admired it for a few moments before the sound of paws drumming sand alerted her to the scent of another.

She turned to see silver fae who she had met just a few days ago. One of the wolves who had come from another pack, and from what she understood, to lend guidance to Caiaphas? Phantom didn't quite understand to a full extant to as why they were here, but she simply accepted it and did not question their presence, as long as they did no harm to their pack.

She dipped her head to acknoledge the sister, then flicks her ears in acknowledgement of her question. She motioned for the other to follow then made her way up the beach to the pile of various shriveled berries. She crushed one between her paw and the flat rock, and it leaked out the dark blue liquid that she had applied to the squirrel.