Totoka River Leave the lights on

The first of the trio had wandered away, slightly up the beach from where they lay. It had taken about an hour of a steady lope to reach here, she would not go much farther than here. It was odd, this bond that tied her to the two, the familiar but distant feeling of being on of a group. Of the group, though it had no hierarchy, Aglaeca was the leader, at least, in her own eyes. If it came down to it, she doubted that Zephyr would contest her claim, she was confident in that. She had made it very clear the first time that they met that she was searching for followers, not someone to follow. Perhaps, eventually, she may seek a co-leader to the band, but that was a while off.

The rush of a river drew her, thirsty, she approached quickly. Being surrounded by water, however, not being able to drink any of it was rather unfortunate, so she was glad when she came to the small tributary leading to the ocean, of which water's were fresh. She drank deeply, sating her thirst, elegantly whisking her salmon tongue to the side of her maw to catch a stray droplet, eyes and ears alert for any who may approach her.