Ocean's Breath Plateau Up Here Looking Down Below

We can fade with ur next post and I'll make us a new one. <3

All of the children of the sea had been unfamiliar with it at some point. Comfort in the swell could be taught and learned, if one was willing to do so. Really, that was what he looked for most in those he extended his offers to. If they were willing creatures, then they had a place in the rift. If they were not, Ford would pass them by. He knew that he could not afford to gather the wrong sort around him. There was a lot of room for failure and very little for the success that he desired. The titan would not be the same disappointment that his half-siblings had been. He would not have his father speak disdainfully of his name or the name of his brothers and sisters.

So, Howl was the name of the dark stranger – a stranger no more. He made a sentimental comment about Ford regretting the acceptance. The warhound offered him a ghostly smile and shook his head. He did not regret, but he would not tell the man this. All of his actions were made because that was how it was intended; he had no reason for regret. “I don't believe you will. Come, I'll show you to your new home,” his voice rumbled like thunder. Ford motioned with a swing of his muzzle for the bay and began to lead their newest member home.