Slipstream arrives from a patrol mission, her usually clean black form covered in small particulates that mars her appearance but shows she was indeed flying and doing what she was supposed to be doing. She looks around a moment then clicks her comm, "Slipstream to Shadowstar." Shadowstar is lounging on the airstrip, wondering just what she should do today. When the com chirps, she blinks. "This is Shadowstar, go ahead." she says, then looks around. Shadowstar nods to the question. "I am in fact. Where are you?" she says, standing up to look around and using the signal to try and locate Slippy.