Sea Lion Shores Where to go when everything hurts

Tears welled up behind Nerian's eyes, burning them, though the tears did not fall from them. Nerian shook her head no... yes... She huffed and stared down into the water

J'étais juste solidement mis à ma place, je suppose que je suis ici à bouder. She could not explain to the french maiden that was she a slave and should have behaved better, Should not have asked what she had of her master.

Nerian glared her reflection and saw a worthless wolf, Nerian snapped at the water and was rewarded with a wave slapping her in the face Bah! she snarled in disgust and tried to flick the salty water from her mouth with her tongue as she looked around at anything by erica, whom just bore witness to the tantrum of this normally stoic wolfess. Her cycle having stripped any any control she thought she had over her emotions.

Nerian stared at a near by sea lion, if she thought they would taste any good she'd take out her frustration on hunting them. But those things were hulking brutes and could probably put a femme as small as her down in a flash.