Gilded Bay In Rainbows

i will def find a place for this in my timeline...lol <3

the coast beckoned, and this time mona did not hesitate to answer.
hers was a long travel, and during that time she considered herself and nathaniel, the girl indra, the nightpriest tadec. and when she arrived, mona mayfair had come to several conclusions, none of which she wanted to ponder or share. even with her eagle. her willowy limbs carried her toward the vague ursine shape in the distance; the sands here were unfamilar. mona thought of the sharp-featured woman in the field who had told her what she recalled of lasher, and how welcoming still her voice had been in its missive.
here there was nothing; it was a beautifully desolate place. brine knifed her nostrils, sending her eyes watering, and mona ducked away with a little cry toward the boulders. sniffling indignantly, the mayfair caught scent of wolves, and paused. how had they come to be so far — she set off to find the source of the odd tang on the air, but saw nothing aside from an odd patch of snow.