Stavanger Bay Code Black

On land rather than in the water, they would both have a better chance. She at catching him and he, eluding her. As he bounded away with a laugh, Tzila almost felt herself laughing with him as she gave chase. There was no question that she was enjoying this game, however foreign it felt to her. Her long legs propelled her after him in great strides and she was sure that she would catch him.

But then he reeled around and faced her. All with a silly grin plastered on his face, tongue sticking out and mischief in his eyes. That single expression alone, however innocent it may be, was enough to trigger within her, a spark of a memory. His face flashed before her eyes. A similarly colored pelt, eyes not that different from the man's truly before her. Only the grin she saw on his face was mocking, not playful. No... She could never have memories such as this, let alone with her own blood. She'd either be running from him or chasing him down in a fury. Wide eyed, broken out of her trance, Tzila pulled away sharply. Her features contorted into a pained snarl as she fled down the beach, away and out of reach of a glimmer of her past so close once before her.