Stavanger Bay the song that is irresistible

i missed a few important milestones in quell's short life. oopsie. she's 26 days & according to the guidebook can start appearing outside the den. world, here she comes! maybe a non-family member of stormrift??! loose pp of @Sentinel keeping watch since i know he's a ppc for the moment!

quellcrist wakes early, scrambling from her mother's side before her eyes can even properly open and blink away the leftover sleepies from them. she's a bit clumsy at first, stumbling over her too-big-paws and someone's tail. the sun's risen in the sky though it looks a bit hazy from her limited view of the sky from the mouth of the den which becomes wider and wider with each purposeful step the siren sea monster takes closer to it. she's forgotten all about eating because something so much cooler is just outside the yawning mouth of the birthing den and there just wasn't enough time. excitedly she scrambles over to sentinel and tugs on his paw with sharp milk teeth she hasn't lost yet until he stirs. he doesn't speak ...not like her mother. not like the others. but that's ok! quell thinks. soon, she'd get those strange noises down and be able to speak enough for the both of them! currently, her attempts are just babbles atop her usual banshee worthy screams to ( frustratingly ) communicate what she wants. her parents don't seem to be able to always understand and she gets huffy during those times but they appeared to try and quell has to remind herself that they're both a little strange to each other; kind of like how she doesn't always understand them.

she prances as she waits and zooms outside the mouth of the den and into the fog, squinting up at the sun that attempts to burn through it for a moment, drawing in the scent of salty brine as it wafts across her face. a childish giggle draws from her lips as she prances in place for a moment, trying to decide what she wants to do first. check out that small pile of rocks? eat the grass? sniff around? so many good decisions! eventually, her want to sniff and take in the scents all so lovely and exciting overwhelms her and she begins to sniff at the ground, trying to place babble names to all the smells, making an unintentional beeline for where ever her nose decides to take her.

small cameo

Elixir had watched her babies grow, they were fully aware of their surroundings now. She was amazed at how mobile they were and how much they were learning. In the back of her mind however she wondered where Wintersbane was and how he was doing. One day she hoped to find him and tell him he has a wonderful daughter, but that would come later.