Sea Lion Shores what vexes all men? a woman

eep, so excited for this! ♥

Axolotl has no grand illusions of what he intends to find as he heads further inland, away from the reaching and vast sea, but it is not a familiar streak of red. “Maera?” He murmurs to himself, a furrow to his brow as he forgets about his originally intentions: to search for viable and sustainable food sources and to assess the damage taken in favor of the Sveijarn. Or whom he has a sudden and fierce hope is her. He would know her anywhere, he thinks if only because her red agouti color is so very rare to him. Exotic in a way he had never known upon the coasts he has lived. “Maera!” The leviathan calls out to her, drawing closer with the intention of causing their paths to cross. He will, perhaps, feel bad about interrupting her later for she does appear to be on a mission of sorts but for now all he can focus upon is the relief that she is alive and appears to be in good health, and the unbidden joy that their paths are, once more, intwined.