Cerulean Cape Vacation Spot

This meeting was making her uncomfortable. She was a stubborn creature, one set in her ways, and a few words by Zephyr were not going to change her. She would not simply smile and change, nor would she ver, truly. It was her nature, at her core, though the years had hardened her she was at heart a fiercely independent creature. It did not mean that she did not seek a pack, followers, ones loyal to her and perhaps friends, one day, as Zephyr spoke of. No, it meant it took a lot more than words and stories and thoughts to move this woman. It took actions, and time, and much, much more. 

Zephyr;s words angered her, inexplicably, and she turned from him, expression steeled and already regretting her slip. Any mention of her past, no matter how vague, was strictly forbidden by her. His words, demanding her mind to listen, her thought turning to his ideas of change and his own beliefs, and she tensed, annoyed and irritated. But she struggled not to show this, saying only. "I think it's best you leave me know. Check on Chusi." she slipped deeper into the waves, until she was almost fully submerged, her upper back and head above water. She did not look back at Zephyr, but at the waves before her, conflicted. Inside, she sought to rage and yell, what business did he have telling her how to live her own life? But she withheld, but knew worst would come should he attempt to lengthen their meeting.