Cerulean Cape as calm as the sea, but as devastating as it becomes

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Zephyr had left! Without a second thought in her direction, her CHILD had left her. Rosalie had spent the last couple of weeks exploring the surrounding territories, searching for herbs and anything else that could be interesting. She simply didn’t want to think that Kavik was still alive. That Alessia and herself had left and abandoned their family. Granted they honestly thought them to be dead. And now having reunited with her son (that’s right she’s getting used to it), Rosalie was shattered that he would up and leave her behind.

Despite the sadness and anger that raged in his chest, Rosalie tried to follow. Tried to find where he and his mate, Kratos, had gone. But Rosalie was lost. She had taken a wrong turn somewhere along the way, and now she only had two options before her. Keep moving or turn back, and return to a place that held nothing for her.

The sand shifted beneath her paws, and water lapped at her legs. She stood on the edge of the sea, eyes cast out longing How could he leave her! Rage filled the slight woman, and she screamed her frustrations out at the vast body of water. Rosalie stomped her paw, and water splashed up into her face, but she didn’t care.

After finding the scent of the Rusalkans on the shore, she had much to think about. The fact that they had all passed by communicated one thing to her: a move. Who knew where, and Huā didn't especially care as long as it was far, far away from Yuèlóng. For the Keep, she'd gently encourage them to stay out of their hunting grounds. For the Rusalkans, the encouragement might not be so gentle. She had little patience for that gang of barbarians.

She had sent Daiyu and Ruvik home before her, as she traveled to check if the pack had also touched down in Cerulean Cape, the other territory bordering Yuèlóng. She found fewer scents here, and was much more pleased. But soon she sees a stranger, standing at the water's edge- curious, Huā approaches slowly, slower than usual due to her rounding figure. Stopping a few yards back, she calls out a simple Greeting, stranger. The scent of Neverwinter cane off of her pelt, and Huā relaxed, letting her guard down around the ally.

Why are you yelling? She walked toward Hua and brushed her cheek in silent greeting, then wandered toward the stranger with curious gaze. Mal had mentioned the secret meeting; Aiolos having left, Ying wondered if this was the scout Neverwinter had sent, and if so, why was she so far from the meeting place?

Concerned, Ying's hackles lifted to a tip, fluctuating between rise and settle. She turned back toward Hua — 你想让我做什么? — then shrugged, wondering where their meeting would lead.

It wasn’t long before she was no longer alone. Her head whipped around, slightly startled, and a little self-conscious to have been caught in a moment of weakness. Rosalie dipped her head, greeting the first woman to speak. Her companion, however, was less polite. “It helps.” Rosalie shrugged, and it had. “Besides I assumed only the sea was listening.” She turned toward them properly, stepping out of the water but remaining at a safe distance from the pair.

“Can I help you with something?” Rosalie shook out her paws, water and sand flying, despite her efforts her legs remained covered in grit. Lie held the scent of Neverwinter for the sole purpose of remaining along her child, but held no true loyalty to the pack nor any information as to their allies, and was such completely in the dark about any potential meeting that might be taking place.

Huā glances to her side as Ying slides up, asking the obvious question to the stranger. A question which Huā felt a little uncomfortable asking- who knew what could be the reason for that? But while the question hung in the air, Ying asked Huā what they should do. Huā shrugs slightly, murmuring back 不知道。。。我们只说跟她。 

The woman seems a little uncomfortable with being found, but overall is friendly enough. Huā chooses to ignore the first part of the conversation, finding it the more uncomfortable route- and focuses on the question. More like, can we help you? This place very close to pack- Yuèlóng, Neverwinter ally. Does Mal send you, or...?

Assuming she had already explained the details of their plan, she didn't feel the need to co-sign Hua's question. Instead, Ying listened for the woman's answer, ears perked at attention. She backed toward her sister and watched carefully for any sudden movements.