Daiyu's settlement, much like Pasi's, was located along the coast side. Where golden sands began to turn into long, flowing emerald grass, Daiyu had called a little cavern facing the waters her den. It was along the northern shore and that is where she had begun her day.

Strolling from her den, she sought out the fishing grounds northward for breakfast. Eating quietly as she listened to the ocean. Despite another pack in lands further south having merged with their own, Yuelin was still a quiet place. Even more so with the death of a pack mate. It had first been reclusive from the mainland. Now the members were more or less reclusive with each other.

Having taken another nap and then waking to the afternoon, Daiyu strode down the beach, looking for things of interest to add to her collection. The sea always had a way of adding new gifts onto the beach. Some things which might have come from the mainland, that were not common upon the isle.

It is in this meandering does she find Pasi, standing atop a mound which looked to open up a cavern too. Digging into the earthen top, Daiyu trots up to the other woman with curiosity in her eyes. A single ear turned back, a tilt of her head. What you doing up there?