Coconut Grove sometimes your words just hypnotize me

The language was new and unheard of by Gracious, it sounded exotic in her ears. Though, the speaker seemed to struggle with getting her words out. She returned to the common tongue of English, which gave the older woman some needed relief for the moment. Though, it was probably the other who needed the relief, she looked horribly exhausted.

With a lack of aggression being displayed, she walked closer to the foreigner. “This is my home, Margaritaville,” she said softly, keeping her tone gentle, “there are others here too.” She looked over her shoulder for a moment, wondering where the others were. She hadn’t even remembered seeing others besides Tristan and Wraen, and she wasn’t even from these parts of the land. Gracious wondered if Tristan’s promise of more members wasn’t as true as she wanted it to be. She shook of the doubts, now was not a good time to think of that.

Gracious turned her attention back to the other femme. She wasn’t sure where she came from, nor how she ended up under one of the trees, yet here she was. She was closer now, as close as she could get without standing directly on top of the other. In an act of kindness and perhaps a motherly instinct, Gracious nudged her nose close to the other’s cheek, and if she was allowed to, would brush it against the fur.

“Do you need help?” Whether it was time to recover from whatever journey she had embarked on or a bite to eat or fresh water to drink, Gracious wanted to provide some sort of assistance, it could even be serving as an escort for getting off the beach.