Totoka River the mountain falls for the sea

@Cathenna

Akantha ranged wide from her sisters today on yet another trek in search of anything, or anyone, useful. She shot north along the coast, skirting the shores where thousands of sea lions basked and the bulls roared their challenges to one another across the sands. The wisened Siren was not so keen on disturbing them and drawing any misplaced ire. Normally, alone, she posed little threat. But their blood was boiling, and their loins stirring. Her nose wrinkled at the thought of the great sea cows doing... anything like that, no matter how natural it was.

And so she found herself, instead, on the river delta that fanned out into small, shallow streams snaking their way across the sands towards the Sea. Her paws splayed wide upon the wet sands and her tail cricked in confidence. The lands here were familiar; to the north, surely, lie the Sound. She halted, lifted her nose, and stared out at the island a short distance off the coast. An idea sparked to life in her mind, igniting in her blood. Perhaps their failing had been, not the sound or the strength of their resolve, but the mainland itself. 

One ear switched back and she returned to searching. It was not her decision to make, nor was it Meteora's. The Sea would call them home, as it always did.