Sea Lion Shores may a storm wash you into coldharbour

turned out, this woman didn't seem particularly moved by death. iliksis' eyes lit up, trawling across her features with a new purpose.

he did not yet abandon his guise. with his ears flat, he conceded to her statement: "it does." let her think him harmless or lost - let her think he was feeble and vulnerable -- let her think anything but what he truly was.

playing his ruse a little longer, iliksis kept somber composure. he glanced out to the sea tentatively, and then back to laurel as if unsure. "can i travel with you? i can hunt, and keep you safe. i just don't have anyone now that... she passed away."