Ankyra Sound Pepsi: We Created the Moon and We Will Eventually Destroy It

Mallaidh holds her breath through the awkward tension. She doesn’t really know how to get out of it so she doesn’t say anything. Maybe she can ride it out, see what happens as they continue to talk. Ali hasn’t completely been scared off by anything she’s done and she clings to the hope it’ll pass eventually.

All too eagerly, she nods her head about the ocean. Many a night she’s been found looking at the ocean and wondering the same thing. It doesn’t have the same allure of expanse as the sky, which takes over most of what’s above her, but the concept of where the ocean touches is beyond her reach. “I don’t know,” she confesses and feels pulled to find the water to look at it and contemplate the unknown with her. She turns to look at Ali and smiles. Blixen judged her ideas when they sounded ridiculous, but she’s seen what she’s seen. “I like to think the ocean and sky come together and become one being,” she adds and glances down, worried she’ll be made with the same skepticism.

“I’d take that bet but I’d have to take you into pack territory and I can’t do that unless, um, you joined,” she explains but her ears cup forward at the mention of Max. Ali is at least a little familiar with Drageda and she feels a little more at ease. Surely, if something was wrong with this wolf, Max would have told her about it? Maybe. They aren’t as close as she’d like to believe. “Max isn’t here right now. One of our friends went missing and when we couldn’t find her nearby, she went to look a little farther out.”