Shimmering Sands good love, good love

obviously, they hadn't thought about it. if they had, surely the twins would have agreed. ying huffed as she listened to her sisters' objections. it's dangerous here, too. they were beside the ocean, and at the start of winter no less. the tide is going to keep rising, so we'll have to move inland anyway.

and, okay, so they didn't know anyone. the logical next step would be to meet people, would it not? we've only seen a little bit of the coast. maybe there is a pack further north. up near the tundra, though such an environment didn't sound so appealing. or a pack close to the shore that we can find.

ying looked expectantly between her sisters with the best begging expression she could muster.