March 17, 2020, 12:04 AM
Nefris sucks in a cold breath and shivers, tasting seabrine and thick, cloying rot in the air. A growl rumbles deep in her chest as she walks, the sound all but lost under the crash of waves, and she casts a glance toward @Valyri. Her gaze flits over slender midnight-shadowed features, finding amethyst eyes bright as ever, and she calms a fraction.
We'd best find whatever's rottin',She says, a little louder than usual to make herself heard over the ocean's stormy grumbling. She shivers again, imperceptibly, and her ears fall back against her dampened crown as another gust of wind unbalances her just slightly. The cold prickles across her skin like a million little icy drops falling on her — which isn't actually far from what's happening, between the salt-spray of the waves and the strong winds.
Awful windy tonight.