Gilded Bay Kids these days

Akantha wrinkled her nose. Who would choose solitude? She knew some outsiders lived an entirely nomadic life, as the Nereides once did, but to do so alone was almost... heartbreaking? Or did she simply lack the confidence and strength of will to believe such a thing possible for herself. It was unclear and something Akantha was not like to ruminate on further. 

She shifted her weight, paws sinking a bit into the damp sands. "There is room," she answered, albeit cryptically. She was not particularly keen on sharing the inner-workings of the Nereides society to someone who might prove untrustworthy, and Akantha was not a particularly good judge of character to begin with. But the poor russet female was clearly struggling, and it played to her basic instinct to protect and nurture the female side of their species. 

"The Sea provides so long as you keep an open mind." She settled on. It was simple, without being too preachy. Akantha hated preachy.