Cerulean Cape Vacation Spot

Zephyr's intentions had been only to console her, not to make her upset: but clearly he had, and he froze in place with sorrow slapped across his maw. He could understand why she was cold, why she'd built walls, it just wasn't his way of life. When Aglaeca turned from him, the brute knew it best to stay silent, and when she suggested he leave, Zephyr took it. With but a soft sigh, he nodded to her back, turning and slipping soundlessly back to shore with the next gentle wave. He stopped only once, when the sand turned to grass, to shake water clear and to clean the salt and sand from his obsidian fur. His back was to her the entire time, and he did not look back, only crawled into the den and curled around Chusi.