Ocean's Breath Plateau Salt

I'm going to archive this and just move on to our new thread(s). <3

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It was not until he had mentioned the premise of collecting any of her things that the wiry woman sprung to life and turned away from his inky frame, darting to a place he did not care to follow. Instead, he watched with a placid expression as she darted towards a hiding hole of her making.
 
After she had been gone for some time, the brute wondered how long he should wait for her. The breeze that ruffled through his pelt and played with the silver along his ribs was rich with the scents of the ocean, and he longed to be back in her sands where he knew that he was not at harm. The openness of the plateau was something that brought a prickling sensation to his skin, and inadvertently lifted the fur along his neck and spine.
 
When the Witch Doctor came trotting back, clasping a lower jawbone in her mouth, the wraith eyed her with a cautious glance and waited for her to reach where he stood. There were certain things about the wild girl that spoke to the nature of the doctors of his home. The Leviathan breathed in the scent of her and concluded that she had not been near the sea for very long. She only must have just arrived for him. It had not been the jaw bone that had surprised him, but the lack of other treasures. The witches of Warsaw had adorned their necks with an array of bones and trinkets that had come from the fallen. This girl would get more if she was as capable as he imagined.
 
Without another word, the inky titan turned his body to face the direction of the bay and he began their journey back. Skellige did not imagine he would have to command her to follow; she appeared eager enough to remain at his side, which was good for her line of work. The doctors who had attended to him on the islands of his upbringing had remained beside him for a great duration of his life. They did well to keep him alive and blessed at all times.
 
The bay would prove a good home for the girl. While Skellige was not aware that she knew nothing about blessings of the ocean or what the mystics were, his blind faith in her would allow for plenty of wiggle room. The ways of the Witch Doctors had been relatively foreign to him, save for their rituals of the pack. When that time came, if she did not know how to speak to the ancients, he would have to call on help. Until then, she could learn at his side.

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