Coconut Grove the algea

there were no words spoken, no words necessary, now; as they touched, she understood. deirdre leant her weight to emaleth, saying through the touch, i am here, and i will always be here! anything that might be asked would be answered, but for now, deirdre comforted and doted, moving to comb the knots in her sisters wild fur with gentle teeth. when she was afraid, emaleth would often soothe her in this way; the action was natural, and easy to her.