The Coast Near the Preserve, Tuesday Morning

Juillenne had been rowing for what felt like days, ever since she'd decided to turn around and head back to Fennbirn. Logically, she knew it couldn't have been that long, but the mist that separated her island home from the rest of the world had a way of muddling things. On the way out, after all, it had sent that terrible storm, the one that had-

No. She wasn't going to think about Joseph right now. She couldn't.

Bringing her boat ashore and hauling it up out of the reach of the tide, she looked around with a frown. Sure, she wasn't the most well-traveled resident of Wolf Spring, but she still knew Fennbirn fairly well. And this terrain- this was nothing like Fennbirn.

"Cam," Jules said to her companion, a tawny mountain cat that traipsed along beside her. "I don't know what's going on, but I'm not sure I like it."

[ooc: for two! and much SP.]