Blackwater Islands aphrodite had the beauty

Her mind was elsewhere as she worked, so it was a fruitless effort. Or rather, fishless. The main point of Hemithea's wandering was to find peace with herself, and second to that was the exploration of her new home. Thus far neither of those pursuits were working out: she was antsy, irritable, and far less inclined to connect with the other sisters as the days passed. The woman was more interested in the sea and hoped the Mother would see this, perhaps speak to her, and make everything alright again.

A part of Hemithea knew things did not work that way — whether her beliefs were strong or not — and so she tried to distract herself by fishing, creating caches, and making sure she could vent her frustration upon the beasts brought to her by the tide rather than one of the blessed bodies of her family. Then again, Akantha had been wise enough to convert a few men to their ways -- Hemithea was reminded of this suddenly as she spotted a dark and hulking form approaching from behind her. The thought banished in the next moment, burrowing deep in to her mind, for Akantha was with her now and speaking.

The greeting was met with a small bow, a whisk of her tail, and silence. Hemithea watched the matriarch for further communication and then, twisting to glance as the sea, spoke with her attention focused upon the bands of blue and black far-off from them: To you as well, Akantha. There was something else she wanted to say but held back, lapsing in to yet another round of moody disquiet.