Crocodile Dundee

Thalia wasn't super excited about being here, but she knew that Eligos was on to something when he'd said they needed to spread their influence. The Abraxas needed to be known, to be respected and trusted to keep their word - and hopefully with that came a healthy dose of anxiety, knowing what exactly they were capable of. Thalia knew she wasn't quite there yet but she fully intended to assert her dominance over whoever she encountered, even if it was just in a mental way rather than a physical one. But firstly she just needed to get herself out there.

That was why, when she caught the hint of an unfamiliar scent, she decided to follow it. She'd traveled to the southwest coast beyond the ravine, and that was where the scent stopped. Her orange gaze lifted, finding the island just a short swim away, and she was intrigued. Why was someone so close to their packlands, anyway? Surely they were up to something - however nefarious or not it might be. It definitely struck her as something that should be investigated, regardless. Eligos would want to know of something going on out on the island, if it was anything at all...

Ignoring it seemed an impossibility now, and before long Thalia surfaced on the shore of the island, soaked to the core. Swimming wasn't her thing, far from it, but she knew the Path of the Shadow meant she'd need to learn to navigate terrain she might not particularly like. She wouldn't complain. Shaking out her coat hard, she finally spotted the outline of a stranger up ahead, and as she absently shook out her limbs one by one as she walked, she let out a bark of greeting. "Hello," Thalia forced out, clearly forced, and no smile quite reached her lips even as she tried to force one up. "What's it you're doing out here?"