Stavanger Bay splice the mainbrace

A stab of regret filled him as he watched his friend’s reaction unfold. His emotions had pushed their conversation too far and he was not prepared to deal with the result of that. Smokestep watched as his sable partner turned and left the scene. His fur was bristling, and his mouth felt dry, but he did not stop the Quartermaster. The Captain could still feel a smoldering burn in the pits of his stomach, but he could not tell if it was because of his sister or how he had reacted to his dearest mate.
 
The ghostly yearling sat in his place for a while and watched the waves roll in and out of the shore. He thought several times that he should have searched for Raptor and apologized swiftly, but his limbs never provided him with a means of fulfilling that option. Instead, he rose from the sand and shook his pelt free from the granules before he departed to the series of caves within the rock and collapsed for several long hours of sleep.