Sea Lion Shores water in my lungs

For @Æthelwulff!

The coast was growing on him; the boy having finally grown accustomed to the sting of salt and brine and the feeling of sand through his fur. The food took more getting used to but he was thankful for Ironsea's caches regardless, however minuscule they were. He no longer had the ghastly, skeletal look of an incompetent loner, though his scraggly figure was never one to leave much to the imagination. But with the newfound strength came the urge to wander, so Redshank took the day to travel west along the shore.

He eventually ended up in a strangely tropical area, puzzled by the odd trees that stretched lazily into the overcast sky. Some of the fruits they bore had fallen to earth, and the Cairn sniffed at one curiously, wondering how hard it would be to lug one back to the Bay.