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enter sandman - Nukilik - February 27, 2020
She could feel an itch in her skin as soon as she woke up.
It was pre-dawn, and cold. The pressure of clouds unfurling across the sky added a destabilizing agent to her brain in the form of a light headache; but that was also probably a case of dehydration. Having spent the previous couple of days trying to track down fresh water upon the island, it was no wonder Nukilik felt like a zombie. She had been so focused on her task that she'd forgotten to eat or drink anything. On the plus side, her body wasn't as terribly bruised anymore. She could sprawl out upon the sand and have a good stretch without harming herself. Right now though, with the thin light of dawn just beginning to line the horizon, she was groggy and irritated.
The woman sat up. The sand crunched as she uncurled herself from the tight bundle she had composed of her body. A yawn filled her lungs and soon her jaws were ajar to expel it, but the grogginess remained - and that itch. She tried to adjust her posture by turning in place once, twice - then sat down and kicked at her scruff, hoping her dulled claws would scratch away the sensation. When that didn't help, she was on all-fours and pacing to warm herself up a bit - and then trailing towards the sea.
The water was calm. Dark and ominous with the limited light, but barely stirring save for the perpetual lull of the tide sweeping in and out. She looked down the beach one way, then up the other, then out to sea with a sigh that sagged her entire body. It was too early to be this cognizant! Why the hell was she awake right now?
RE: enter sandman - Lei - March 04, 2020
early morning, too early to be up. yet rich cobalt eyes searched the shorelines with a mouth full of trinkets. she picked up a few loose shells (she favored the scallop shell the most) along with a few baby sandollars. sand uncomfortably scratched against her tongue and gums but she gave it no attention; she was just happy to be up at this hour to find her precious items.
as she trotted along the soaked sand while the tide was pulled away, a figure was coming closer to view. the scent of home lingered nearby, so this new face must've been part of the clan. she was coming towards her, and lei lei struggled to let out a chuff in greeting, the tone a bit curious. what was this other doing out at this hour?