Cerulean Cape champions of the sun

[table width=80%][tr][td]She was not given a proper answer on hat a siren did or was, but soon found out that she did not wish to know anymore. It was a wonderfully sounding word that couldn't mean anything bad; the  woman before her was one, and she seemed very nice so far. This really had been a good day to go out and scout the coast - unknowingly for the last time. She was surprised to hear her terms echo as if the other shared the same thought; Szymon said She had chosen her for something, yet he had never truly revealed as to what he had meant by that. Surely the sea had to be alive - constantly moving and shifting like emotions.

I'm a bi' o' everythung. She chuckled, tracing back her steps. So many had promised to care for her, yet only one had truly done so; the man she now called "father". Imm'a orphan - found mah way to tha coast 'n have been passed down fro' wulf to wulf. She told, not truly lying. She didn't know she was an orphan, yet she hadn't seen her mother in... at least 9 moons or so. And her true father? He hadn't even been around for her birth.

Chusi did not mind her enthusiasm and was not uncomfortable with talking about herself; Chusi had nothing to hide but Teaghlaigh's secrets, even though they barely had any. I do. She answered. 'n I dun't think I do? It sounded more like a question; so many packs had been at the coast and it was hard to keep track.[/tr][/td][/table]