Sea Lion Shores oh, the world is dark

Seeking ONE other participant, please. His rib cage markings are not prominent, as he is streaked with soot. If there’s no interest, I’ll just archive it as READ ONLY. ^^

Claimed by @Easy!

CAVEATS: I am a slow poster and Sizzle is a grump.
Also, nobody is around; he has lost his marbles.

They had to win the bay, so Szymon kept himself busy — he bloodied his mouth collecting black stones, gathering them into a pile at the juncture of the gyrfalcons’ eyrie and the sea lions’ shoals. It was a very neat pile. The Argosy didn’t dare displease his Leviathan or his Atoll — and Doe was tired and beautiful, sprawled out in the sand with her yellow lantern eyes glinting warmly up at him. “We need to line our borders with these black stones and shells. There has to be a clear line of them, perfect and unbroken,” she said, and even if the spot in the sand beside her seemed idyllic, Szymon kept at it. She or Skellige would tell him when he could stop.