Ankyra Sound then we'll take it slow

The sweet little fae watched the waves lick her mothers crystalline pelt as she lay on her. Her small paws remained buried in Kalika's fur, widespread as not to fall. The crossing jostled Calypso the entire way, but she was excited anyhow. She knew her mother would not let her fall, so she layed peacfully upon her.

At shore, her mother allowed her to slide down onto the fine sand of the bank. The girl giggled as Kalika fixed her fur, and listened intently to her words. "Ok momma, I will stay right beside you." She trusted Kalika, and did not doubt her when she said what to do.