Dawnlark Plains tideway

 

In some ways she missed the plateau. She missed sitting on the cliffside and watching the sea, peering over in the distance to where she expected that Seelie and Oxtli were playing in it's waves. Even in the bitter cold it was hard to keep a Corten out of the waters, but Catori had spent so much of her time in establishing herself in the pack with it's members and making sure that everyone was taken care of. The move, while necessary, was still hard on her emotionally, and until she had a chance to assure herself of Coelacanth's knowledge of where they were and how to get there, she would be unsettled. 

The howl was a surprise to her even in it's familiarity. She forgot the blur of faces, just how many Aunts and Uncles and cousins had come flooding out of the woodwork under the Hunter's Moon - it all came flooding back in a rush of warmth and her tail wagged quickly before she lifted her head to howl her answer that she was on her way. "Careful Aunt Siri," She teased as she came forward to press her skull in the fluff of Siri's coat just beneath her chin. "Soon these borders will be established - the Maplewood too." Morningside was thriving and growing and she would be contributing to that too in due time. "You found us quickly, I was worried." She admitted as she drew back, milk soft eyes looking expectantly for the story there. Had Sirimiri gotten lucky and happened across their trail?