Seaside Moors A siren I might be, but I am just searching for love

A wide grin spread across her face as he allowed her to come with him to the coast. Roaming the coast alone was lonely anyway. Peaceful, but so lonely. It was good to see that her appearance didn't frighten everyone. What was peculiar the most was that he was from the coast, yet hadn't called her a siren or waterwitch just yet. Guess not everyone was as judgmental as her former pack. Hopefully the pack which he belonged too shared this trade.

Fine, fine, you win. Locust is the most horrible, disgusting thing to ever be eaten. She sighed defeated but keeping her grin as to show she wasn't being serious. He began walking and Ondine almost jumped up as to follow him, happily trotting beside him to the coast she adored so much.

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