Sea Lion Shores lets get lost at sea, where they will never find us, got stars at night to guide us

deirdre tilted her head at the look, squinting at it and then matching it, tit-for-tat. of course, there was none of the depth or meaning that caiaphas presented her, it was a simple mimicry. she knew by caiaphas's reaction how she ought to react; this was very much so how the young babe learned, by mirroring others. deirdre's own glare had plenty of heart and warmth in it, but the squint was remarkably close to the one the seawretch had displayed. she went so far as to suck the air between her teeth as caiaphas spoke 'forget it', but when her father was brought up, the illusion broke as a smile betrayed her. oh! yes! i'm sure he does, she trotted eagerly toward caiaphas as she herself began to move, but it required effort for her to keep up. her legs were longer, but her gait was not so graceful and sure with her changing body. you know my father, then! deirdre was delighted by this, and her smile broadened.

when caiaphas turned upon her, deirdre's eyes widened to reveal their whites and her lips peeled submissively backward as she gave caiaphas a pretty little grin, apologetic in disposition as her ears planted themselves against her crown. for a moment, as caiaphas turned to go again, deirdre sat there in thoughtful silence, frowning. and after a beat, deirdre moved to close whatever distance caiaphas had gained in the meantime. what's she gonna do with puppy flesh? her gaze was cast upward to the adult, her look upon the woman quite suspicious. how do you know baba yaga??? did she try to get your puppies flesh??? have you seen her? how come she's nasty? another pause, and then, whats a seashard!