Seaside Moors Back where we belong

for rusalka's move, anyone can join!

They were moving back to the sea! She did love the gentle slopes and tree covering that the location they held provided but she could not see or hear the waves of the ocean, this depressed her. She was a creature of water, and not just any water, salt water. A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she watched the waves from her location, not on the edge by the coconut trees but a little further back. Oh this was where she belonged.

Now that there were more of them patrolling their new lands, Rosencrantz made it his home on the borders once more. Making his tireless rounds along the vast fields, finding little places where he could stand guard and watch from a distance by either being a pillar, or a hidden assassin watching for any trespassers in the shadows. 

As he neared the forest of coconut trees, one of the little ones he had yet to meet with formally came into view. Softly he made his way to her and stared off into the distance of which she gazed into the sea. Barely visible through the trees, the wakes upon the shores were loud enough to announce their ever-looming presence. Purposely posing himself so she could speak with the face that still had lips, he stood and continued to look out into the sea, of what little he could see from here. 

How long have you waited to return to the sea?

The sound of the sea was like a long lost lullaby, a rythme she knew in her heart but it did not distract her from everything. The faint sounds of another, heavier than herself,  reached her dark ears. One swiveled back to let whomever was behind her that she knew they were there, then he came into view. Ivory with a brilliant gold eye, she smiled in greeting. Even her tail swayed gently, as if to mimic the welcoming waves.

"I just recently found home again but I will always want to return to the sea.  Even though it took me from my family whe it claimed the sound."

The little girl didn't recoil at the sight of him, nor did she stare at the gaping pieces that were missing and instead gave a warm greeting. It warmed his heart and perhaps gave the aging man some hope for himself in the future. If there was one who didn't mind, surely there were others too. 

You're back now, that's what matters. Lost children were, unfortunately, the norm in the wild. Very few returned but this one seemed to be one of the lucky ones. Erzulie and Rosalyn should feel lucky that for that, most would never see their young again, most often presumed dead and remaining that way. Is there something you wish to do?

The girl nodded at his assessment, she was back now and that was all that mattered. The question was was he talking about her return to her family or the return to the sea, surely he meant her family. 

He then pused a question, what there anything she wanted to do? There were a few things, she wanted to scout out a place for a garden, she wanted to find a place for rituals, but she was also curious to what kind prey would they find. 

"are you hungry?"

I could eat. It would also be a good idea to go and find what kind of prey they could find in their new terrain as well. Familiarize themselves with anything new and figure out any new strategies to try and optimize hunting them. 

Taking the lead, he walked at a below casual stride, slow enough to allow the little lady to keep up with him easily enough as he tried to pick out the smells all around them. There were so many new ones, the most abundant was naturally the ocean itself, the saltwater overpowering his senses. I'm not accustomed to the salty air yet, are you familiar with tracking? She was young, but not too much so that she should be incapable - at least in possibility. 

If she wasn't, he was certain they would find something eventually. For now, he offered a curious glance at her from over his shoulder, waiting for her response.

He seemed please by her blunt suggestion, funny how a question can easily change what would happen. Did he see the logic in her question, how it would be a great opportunity to learn the terrain of their new home?

She lengthened her stride, though the runt of her litter she did have a lthe body that helpes her mother with grace and purpose. She kept up with thim but was appreciative to his attentiveness, he wanted to work together rather than take all the glory or treat her like a delicate flower that could not bother with such a task.

She gave a soft chuckle to his admission, one of good nature as she nodded. "the sea, she had a bite to her." She nodded thought, "I can track." She began to move forward, reading the shifts and tracks left in the new terrain. A bunny was not too far off but that was prey that could only feet herself. She turned slightly, her head low as she followed the tracks of a creature of the hooves variety

Quietly he followed the smaller female, she accepted the role as tracker out of the two and he hoped she could pick up the trail of something large enough to feed a minimum them both, and at best, something to feed a few belonging to their pack. She picked up the scent before he saw the hooves, only one print could be seen and he had to press his nose against him to pick up the scent himself and not the salty tang of the ocean near by.

She would lead them to it.

we can roll for success or failure if you want! next post we can find it or we can also roll if they do find it or not, up to you!