Stavanger Bay gently, gently, the constellations aligned

He was intrigued by the other’s story, allowing her to speak as he watched on with quietly. He was hooked on every word that she offered. He knew that he had no older siblings, but did this mean that this tale was about him and Cypress. His head tilted at the thought and his confusion only grew at her mention of magick. “Magick?” he asked, pushing his other thoughts aside in favor of his curiousity.

Listening closely, Rannoch nodded to what she had to say in regards to the herbs, but felt his heart freeze the moment she ushered out the mention of water. Flattening his ears and willing forward a growl, Rannoch shook his head. “I will not go in the ocean again,” he said through clamped teeth. Not even the promise of being healed would lead him to water.