She moved along the coast, never straying too far from the ocean as she explored this new place. She still couldn’t remember how she had ended up here, but so far she couldn’t say she was disappointed with what she had seen so far. If this was to be her new home she would need to get to know the locals and find a new place to settle. After having been on her own for some time, it wasn’t exactly crucial that she find a pack right away, but she wouldn’t be opposed to considering it if the right opportunity came along. Time would tell, but for now, she was going to have fun.

She moved through the trees, the open ocean no longer in direct view but the scent of salt still hung in the air. She weaved through the tangled roots sticking up from the soft, damp soil, leaping carefully over the waterways that ran through. The summer here seemed mild, and after her most recent experience with water, she preferred to stay dry for the time being.

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Patrolling for the Armada often meant moving through the territory not just directly beside the pack, but also adjacent to those as well. Sirius liked to know what was going on near the pack, and in order to oblige, Mortis found himself scouting territories like Lovers Mangrove and the Hot Springs. The winged boy kept to a light, endless pace as he moved amongst the trees, occasionally spreading his wings and leaping lightly over the water in his path. He couldn’t fly, but his wings did seem to help give him an extra oof, spread to the wind. Saph caught sight of the stranger first, and alerted the winged boy with a chirpy cry. His eyes moved in the direction of the Kea, and then found the brightly coloured wolf beneath his winged companion. She was pale and purple, with markings like the brush of feathers beside her eyes. He let his steps fall to a halt as he surveyed this wolf. He supposed it was his duty to see if she was just passing through… “Hello” "Mortis"

Her goal had been to get to know those who called these lands home, and was pleasantly surprised that she was not left waiting for long. The bird's cry was the first thing to catch her attention. Something about it seemed less like a random call and more like a warning. Her gaze landed on the handsome man just as he spoke, an easy smile slipping onto her lips. "Well hello yourself." The words were a soft purr as she took in his appearance.

He was unlike any canine she had seen before and she was immediately intrigued. "Do all the locals sport such a fancy look or did I just get lucky?" Sorine’s brightly colored pelt hadn’t exactly been the standard where she came from, but she also wasn’t the most extravagant of creatures either. She’d seen sabre teeth like his, as well as horns and other things that didn’t seem to be typical features for wolves, but wings were something even she hadn’t imagined before.

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The stranger fell into an easy smile, and Mort's own grew in response. Since she didn’t seem likely to jump if he moved too close, he let himself step a little closer. At her words, he looked down at himself, and then back at her with a puzzled grin. “What, this old coat? Except for the wings, you’ll find most of the same patterns on my siblings.” He explained. Watching her as he walked, he took another step and his paw plunged into one of the thin waterways that were frequent around this place. Making a face, he pulled his paw free and shook it out. “So what brings you to Lovers Mangrove, anyway?” "Mortis"