Ankyra Sound you're just a ghost

She was used to life on the Sea's shore, and even Minthe struggled to find enough to eat; she struggled to find the small game the ocean provided, for they seemed to realize that the wolves had grown hungrier for them. The Nereides made do with kelp and seaweed that washed ashore, or the occasional fish or crab. But like the rest, she went hungry, her thin and sea-carved form growing thinner. Had the Sea called her here to meet her fate in Her depths? She loved Her, and one day hoped to return to the Sea— but she was young, and had no desire to rest. Minthe still had much to do in the way of serving the Mother Sea and Mother Moon. Her life's purpose had not yet been fulfilled.

Minthe found solace in the setting sun, for it meant the watchful gaze of the Moon would cast its silver light down upon her. She meandered slowly along the shore, brooding over the situation she had found in Ankyra Sound and how she might realign the paths of these sinners; these wolves that had forsaken their Mothers. She paused as her sea green eyes caught sight of two males several yards ahead, the scent of fish causing the youth to salivate.

She did not approach. The men here did not know their places, and the Queen had allowed them their insolence. Minthe was young, and training to become Amazon— but she was not stupid, and knew the dark nature of males that were allowed their freedom and ego. Still, she lingered, fighting the urge to demand they grant her their kill— they were men, undeserving, and even the lowest ranked female was entitled to more respect than they.