Cerulean Cape And maybe then we'll talk

sorry- phone post...

Thresher was an obedient girl, so when she was told to stay still she frowned- not wanting to be left alone- but nodded. She watched him saunter off, catching the little smile he gave her, before he disappeared along the shoreline. She felt very alone and exposed, so she decided to find herself some shelter and tucked herself along a long piece of driftwood so that she wouldn’t feel the wind so much. 

She dropped her gaze every time she thought of the whale. It had looked so sad- nothing like how they looked when they played in the waves. It hadn’t even really tried to save itself, it had simply given up...And that concept was new to Thresher, who never would have contemplated such a thing before...Had it been alone, like her, too? Was that why it had given up?

Fortunately for her, she had Renier, who came back eventually with a fish and a type of pale meat she recognized. She stood and greeted him, tail waving and ears quivering. She licked her lips hopefully, eyes more watching what he was carrying than watching him until he dropped them in front of her. She whined softly, pleading even though he assured her she should eat. Ravenous, she snapped up the crab meat first- it was soft and went down without hardly being chewed and was delicious. It reminded her of the time that she’d stopped Driftwood from getting pinched by crabs-

And the sudden memory caused her to pause and jerk her head up. She could see his face, and remember the day they’d gone looking for shells. ”Drift...” She said, with a faraway look on her face, before the memory faded a bit. They’d been along the beach...So she had to be close. Her hunger distracted her again, and she ate most of the fish, bones and all, her starvation causing her to forget herself and eat the entire thing herself. She only realized how rude she’d been after- not sharing or offering him any- once her wild hunger had been calmed.

”Thank you....Sorry,” she said, simultaneously grateful and ashamed of herself.