Ankyra Sound but maybe that's a lie

had they been able, velen would have insisted that dalia rest, that they both rest. as it was, with stormrift gone and no hope of life for the pups if they stayed, the pair had been forced to leave almost immediately.
sending up a plaintive call for @Rannveig, one that scudded across the cold and empty shoreline, velen held the bundle containing a child and set off alongside his mate.
where they could, they sought fitful slumber, but more often than not the boy stayed awake to watch over his little family, unwilling to miss any danger that might have followed them from the bay.
on the fifth day, they came to rusalka, and dalia wasted no time in summoning a leader. velen stood blinking tiredly alongside her, reaching down to check on the children.
and then the fierce scarred woman he had met only once appeared; she spared the length of a glance before she invited them in. he wanted to cry from sheer exhausted relief; instead he muttered ”i’m beginning to think the bay is haunted,” before lifting his precious bundle and looking to rosalyn to lead.