Sea Lion Shores xviii. you and i are equally unversed in gentleness
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Rhælla was not oft tempted to wander from the Isle, afraid that to disperse for too long would lead her ranks to scatter in suit as @Rosencrantz (reference) had once warned. 

Still, with her newfound confidante gone from the windswept island and lowtide bringing the return of the Landbridge, the exile could not restrain herself from drifting over it - landing upon the quiet shores of Teekon with the sensation of an invader, feeling out of place, an Islander now. 

The girl - one who grown far too quickly and matured far beyond her age - was not prone to bouts of insecurity or clinging and as such did not outwardly express her fear at his dissapearance. 

Had he changed his mind? Realized he truly didn't want the life she spoke of? 

The nightwisp drifted along the shores, alloting a wide berth for the racious herds of sea lions, brow furrowed in thought. 

It was true that she wordlessly longed to be something more to the ice-melded male: more than a mere distraction. She wanted to give the lost man a home to return to, a purpose for existing other than the violence that ruled him. 

She wanted to be a confidante for him. Something he could turn to in need, someone who would look out for him as he always seemed to for her - a dangerous desire. 

Her gaze fell on the waves as they beat the shores as a settled feeling swept over her, knowing somewhere Rosencrantz wandered. 

The anxiety abated. Whatever had drawn him away, whatever his reason for drifting - he would return. 

She could feel it.
"Even princesses and she-wolves bleed."
"Common." "Lirean."
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xviii. you and i are equally unversed in gentleness - by Rhælla - July 23, 2019, 12:24 AM