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The sight of the beach was as beautiful as Maeve remembered it, the breeze just as refreshing, and yet the gray vixen had no cares for her current surroundings. Her trip away from her tribe and into this secluded beach was in the hopes that it wouldn't be so secluded after all. Maeve was looking for a vixen. A very specific, very purple vixen with very blue eyes. Maeve had met Lucinda on this very cliff not too long ago, but their first encounter ended rather abruptly.

Maeve had been sitting up here for a while, just watching and waiting. She hadn't actually expected to see her, they hadn't exactly planned to meet again, Maeve just had no idea where else to look. It was sunset now, and Maeve thought it best to hunt and then find shelter for the night.

She stood, stretched, and climbed down the cliff. Maeve then slowly made her way along the shore, hoping to catch a fish or two. She wandered into the water in search of dinner and walked parallel to the shore for quite a distance, but to no avail. Maeve did, however, see something that distracted her completely.

Maeve returned to the shore as quickly as possible through the water. "Lucinda," Maeve called out once she judged herself to be in hearing distance. It was her, certainly. The pattern was rather unmistakable, the eyes as bright as she remembered them. "Hello again," she said as she caught up to Lucinda. She was still dripping wet, but Maeve hardly noticed.

"Frankly?" Maeve began, "I was curious as to whether or not you would be here again." She then took the time to glance down at the sand already sticking to her wet paws. "Ah yes, I feel rather wet." Maeve smiled before taking a few steps away from Lucinda and, judging the other vixen to be out of the splash zone, shaking away as much water as possible from her fur.

That done, though Maeve was still pretty damp, she returned to where she was. "Besides wondering about your whereabouts, I was fishing, though without much luck." Maeve shrugged, knowing that she hadn't been in the water too long before spotting Lucinda, and fishing of all things took a lot of time and patience. "And yourself, Lucinda? What brought you back here?"

Upon hearing Lucinda's answer, Maeve laughed softly. "Thankfully for the both of us, we think alike and have great timing," she said.

"I am a little cold," Maeve then admitted with a nod. "I didn't have much time to get used to the water. Hm, and I suppose if you really didn't mind helping me out a bit, then I would be glad to accept your offer of help. I suppose you've already eaten, then?"

Maeve watched Lucinda silently from the shore, not particularly surprised by the other vixen's fishing skills. As far as Maeve could tell, Lucinda was great at being still, and patient, and knowing exactly the right moment to strike. In a way, Maeve thought, they had been fishing for each other tonight, and thankfully their respective trips were successful.

Lucinda seemed to study the water intently - Maeve assumed she was staring at a fish making its way slowly closer to her - when suddenly, she thrust her head into the ocean water and in one swift motion pulled it back out, the fish between her teeth still spasming in pain. It was still alive when Lucinda offered it to her. Maeve decided to release it from its misery with one quick, well-placed bite before turning back to Lucinda. "Well, I'm sure I don't need much more fish," Maeve said. "I wasn't too hungry; I just figured I should eat something for the sake of maintaining a healthy diet."

Maeve sat down to her dinner then, not taking too long to finish the meal. Once she was done, she looked back at Lucinda. "It was delicious," she complimented with a grateful smile. "Thank you, Lucinda. I must find some way to repay you, though I've no idea how."

Maeve nodded, replying, "Well, I certainly hope things will never come to that, but one can never really be too careful. It's really not one of those problems that you can do much planning ahead for, though. Any food one might attempt to stock and keep for later might just rot before it's ever needed." She just shrugged, and the topic of conversation changed.

Maeve's eyes turned to the sky after Lucinda's request for shelter. The sky certainly wasn't looking very clear at the moment. "Actually, I believe I can help you with that," she said, thinking back to the cliff she had been on earlier. "When I climbed down to the beach from the cliff that we first met on, I saw a cave entrance in the side of it. It was far enough away from the water that it should be, for the most part, dry. I'm not entirely sure how large it is, but it should be fine for the night."