Cerulean Cape don't leave me drowning in your Sunday rain

you know who ;)

Étoille has spent enough days lazing inside the safety of Drageda's border. Without the presence of their enemies in the Sound he feels comfortable enough to slip down the coast for a bit, careful to give a wide berth lest the bear heda and her wolves encountered still lay in wait. 

The weather has finally warmed, bringing with it memories of his last summer in the Teekons. Nearly a year since he discovered Drageda, he realises. And how much things have changed, haven't they? The heat and the smell of salt bring forth the right mood for nostalgia as the titan winds his way along the shore. As he nears the Cape he slows, taking large, lazy steps into the gently lapping waves that curl around the sands, crystal clear.