Cerulean Cape lespri plaj

whenever!

when mireille could no longer see sapphique, she glanced solemnly at @Sobo.
the sea breezes were harsh here, with no stone or mountain to block their lash. she felt herself buffeted roughly sideways; she recovered herself with a laugh.
gulls flew overhead, and the sea was a magnificent turquoise hue that seemed glasslike all the way down. she felt her spirits lifting, and danced ahead.
"oh, look!"
a pod of white dolphins, and with them, three baby calves. her eyes stung with sudden, elated tears.

the man was nursing a bellyache - cursed be mussels! - and was not particularly amoured by the idea of company.

still, when he spotted a pair, quite a distance away from his resting place in the shadow provided by stone, the komondor's head lifted.

as he observed them, his tail began to softly sway.

leaning his head against the wall of stone, the komondor began to hum.

sobo joked and mireille laughed; she pushed him away and he moved down away from her at a lope.
the girl turned then, facing into the wind. she did not yet know she had a watcher; she began to run, pushing her speed higher and higher until all four paws seemed lifted at once.
and as she sped, mireille heard chacal's voice, singing in her mind.