Ocean's Breath Plateau not sure where the rain ends

@Sweet

he hadn't seen izel in a while. strange, since she had been such a constant presence in his life since washing up on gilded bay. plus, she had been so territorial of the plateau. govinda left the grove one day to head back up to the plateau, searching for her. her scent was faint, almost stale, but he couldn't find anything traveling away. strange. . .

govinda had become fond of this place, as well. perhaps not as fond as he was of the coconut trees, but the plateau would always be special. he had been resurrected here, after all. he could have surfaced anywhere else, but the ocean had chosen to spit him out here. it had meaning, it had purpose.

he stood on the eastern rise overlooking the burned forest, the wind like a sigh, pushing back against his chest. hawkish gaze raked over the landscape, trying to find a dot of murky brown against the pale green.