The Sentinels biscuit, ivory, and cream

Behati had spent the coldest months of winter on the move. It hadn't been a conscious decision when she set out, but once she had passed Sea Lion Shores it made sense to keep going. She travelled alongside the ocean for weeks at a time, returning home every now and then to participate in a hunt and offer titbits of information about the beauty of the coastal worlds she had come across. She saw very little of her pack safe for those visits, and knew there would be a lot of broken trust and at least one bruised heart to face when that wandering finally ended.

When that day came, it was grey and cold. Behati picked her way into the Sentinels from the windswept coast, keeping an eye out for familiar faces. Dante and Lasher wouldn't be impressed - they might even ask her to leave. But it was @Casmir that she sought, wondering if she could feign ignorance about what being a 'girlfriend' actually entailed.