Totoka River But the rock cried out, "I can't hide you!"

@Lynford @Kingsley @Latoya @Hawkes @Vulcan

A month, they'd been here, combing the beaches. And for what? What had she found? Had any of them found?

Nothing. The pack, Rusalka, that she was certain would be right in their paws, was gone. With little of a trace. No sign of Alizarin either.

She couldn't linger here any longer. Two trips within a year, with little to show for it? She'd lose her position soon enough. And she couldn't let that happen, revenge be damned. She was lucid enough to know that she couldn't continue chasing her white whale.

She strayed further and further north, scraping for any sign.

A river trickled into the sea,
mixing fresh with saltwater. There was wolf scent along it, fading into the ocean. She could see an island, not too far off shore. A pack...?

ehehehehehe

Kiwi lurked, watching the woman.  She'd tracked her progress down the shoreline to the stream and saw her catch a scent, though she had little clue what her aim was.  She wasn't sure why she stuck around... boredom, maybe.  Since encountering Sequoia she'd crossed few's paths and the quiet was beginning to grate on her.

Maybe some distraction would be worthwhile, then.

She stepped forward and strode across the sand, appearing and not bothering to keep back or slow down.  Are you alone?  She asked, trademark abrupt.  Formalities could wait.