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i have sworn to do - Kraken - August 29, 2020
the morn is soupy; sticky humidity unrelenting as it weighs down his lungs, made appealing only by the salty tang of the coastal air. kraken finds himself both well-rested and sated; his breakfast of half-eaten seal left upon the shores of the sound for the scavengers, the gulls fighting over who got first peck. his course takes him west still, from the sands of the sound and into the rollicking emerald fields, glittering with recent rainfall of the buff.
with him, the cairn takes no excess food. loathe as he is to waste what he does not eat he has no secure place to store it until he reaches the bay that hangs upon the lips of the older cairns with a reverence, that he's visited once before that has given kraken no choice but to seek it out for himself; nevermind the unknowing of whether it lays claimed by those women or not. it didn't matter. his decision is the same as before: if it was claimed then he would take it. it is where the cairns have planted their seeds and roots for generations before him and it is where he would plant his own.
the cries of gulls are heard from below the deadly drop where the fields abruptly end, giving way to sheer and rough cut rock wall with nothing — as far as he can immediately tell — to offer a tentative passage down. noting it as lacking usefulness, kraken turns from the drop and puts some space between it and him and continues forth in the grasses weighed and bowed and dripping by the fresh accumulation of rain.
RE: i have sworn to do - Taikon - August 30, 2020
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It was a rare day indeed that the prince managed to oust himself from slumber before noon. It was the gulls that had woken him. The little vultures were blaring their successes and failures at the never-ending search for food. Taikon was not overly fond of the coastline that day; there was a foulness about the air that gave rise to slight nausea. He had come to put some distance between himself and @Macaria, though a large part of him wanted to visit the bluff again where he had once met @Lunaria.
The trip, he realized quickly, hadn't really been worth the effort. The view from the bluff was misty and dim. It held none of the magic present on the night that Lunaria and he had shared stories and pleasant banter. A sandy gust from the shore cut him through his coat, and he shivered.
Turning away, he caught the scent of another and promptly followed. His legs grew wet from the rain-soaked trail, but it didn't deter him. It didn't take long before he caught sight of a male wolf.
Taikon chuffed a basic greeting, stopping quite a distance away, unsure. It was hard to make out the other in full through the thick air, but he looked... odd.