Ankyra Sound digital bath

an island, actually, dinah quirks a brow at the boy. name's dinah. the wilds' resident mermaid.
she paces a few more steps forward, past him until the water reaches her neck. disappearing beneath the surface, she pops back up with a stream of pearlets running down her chin; the smile returns, childish and crooked.
come swim, it won't bite, she reaches out a willowy forelimb as if to beckon him toward her. just be careful if you see a big, pointy fin. you don't wanna fuck with the sharks.