Exploring the islands from east to south was an interesting task that kept Saffron busy and preoccupied, able to tolerate her solitude better as she took in the new sights and discovered places she never imagined could exist. Being born in the North and having spent her entire first year in barren lands, she hadn't been aware of how much colour bloomed from the Earth itself. Though she was not interested in plants like a healer would be, she was fascinated by the vast variety of plant-life, trees, brush, fruit-bearing plants and herbs. She just wanted to see more and more of it. Though this particular island looked bland and lacking from a distance, she was curious about the big dark clouds hanging over the island, and the haze of rain that cloaked the island in a mysterious veil.

After a difficult swim with which she struggled somewhat, she found herself under a light mist of rain and surrounded by exotic plants. It was still midday, but it seemed much later with the black clouds the blocked out the sun's rays. The scents were foreign, and the silence and stillness of the jungle were somewhat eerie. Saffron was not a fearful girl, but she also wasn't stupid. She knew when there was a potential for danger, and she didn't take risks that were not well-calculated. So for now, she merely observed the trees, squinting through the mist, wondering if there were other animals here, particularly if there were other predators. The scents were not telling, as they were not familiar to her, so she stayed on the black sand beach, pacing thoughtfully as she carefully began to explore the island's outer edge.

She'd stepped out to clear her head. Taken herself as far away as she could. At least to a place she'd never seen before hopefully. As such, her paws had carried her to an island. She knew Fiori would be fine for a while without her. Too many of the wolves had experience enough to take care of themselves. No doubt her father could handle something if things happened, he had wanted to help right? Regardless she let the thought pass. As she came across an individual with an eye patch. What was with all these relatives of hers showing up? "Excuse me! My name is Heather Adravendi, you wouldn't happen to know Rivaxorus II, Razor or Jackson would you?" She skidded to a hault, her paws stopping her. She didn't know if the other was hostile. So she would keep her distance. Simply showing interest, Heather knew how to defend herself and she didn't want to be as niave to think the other would withhold attacking simply because she knew her relatives. "Talk"

It took her a few moments to recognize that there was someone running towards her, but Saffron managed to turn and face the other she-wolf just before she closed the distance between them. Her silver, green-flecked eyes glanced over the fae, wondering who she was and where she'd come from. Did she live here? Was she coming to defend her claim to the island? She took up a somewhat defensive stance, facing the woman head on and lowering her head beneath the level of her shoulders, hackles raising slightly. She didn't like it when wolves came running straight up to her, but she wasn't one to act irrationally out of fear. She would wait to see if the other was on the offensive, but it would seem the woman stopped just short of her. Relaxing just slightly, but remaining guarded in similar fashion to Heather, Saffron perked her ears as the other spoke.

Her white brow quirked, head tilting as she wondered why this woman was asking her about who she knew. Although, she supposed the name Adravendi was becoming familiar to her now... did this woman have some sort of connection to her cousins? Still, not convinced she should let go of too much information, Saffron turned away from the woman slightly, staring into the odd, stormy jungle. She shrugged at first in response to the woman's words. "I know them," she said curtly,
eyeing the woman sidelong before looking back to the wilderness, "What do you suppose is in there?" She changed the subject quickly, creeping toward the exotic woods carefully, wondering if the woman would pursue her and ask more questions. It didn't bother Saffron at all, but she was merely hesitant to discuss the family members she didn't really know too well. After all, there was much about her history that she didn't know, and she didn't want to ruin her chances of learning more.

Oh good, she didn't seem to be too snippy. Heather could breath easy a bit, as her paws carried her over. It did seem like Saffron was trying to avoid the question. Then again, who wouldn't if there was something that they didn't want the other to know. "Well because they're my cousins... my aunt Arian was their mother." Though, Heather was unaware of the farce between Limno and the rest. Her attention turned to the island, her tail flicking a bit. "No clue... I don't even know if anything would live in there." a shiver ran down her spine. Yet, she wanted nothing more than to step inside and explore it. A small childish smile spreading across her face as she tried to keep her paws from moving. "Talk"