Dragoncrest Cliffs we begin in the dark and birth is the death of us

her recent ventures outside of drageda have awoken something in her she doesn't know how to reconcile. blixen has no sense of direction and no real desire to travel, but she keeps thinking about furi, and the girl she met on the cliffs, and the idea of ... something out there, maybe, something she's supposed to do. (little does she know this new restless spirit is about to be firmly squashed.)

the shilkru is absent for the waters and nomi's initial danger, oblivious as she rests in hougeda. she does not know what's happened at all except by accident -- she's wandering along the shores, half keeping an eye out for mother (who she thinks will understand the restlessness better than nomi, maybe) when she spots her nomi's dark form crumpled on the sands. 

at first she thinks the worst has happened, an alarmed cry tearing out of her as she surges forward, saying no no no no no -- but there is the shallow rise and fall of her ribs and she finds her senses enough to call out, @Portia first on her mind but anyone, anyone who will show up and help her.