Sea Lion Shores Stolen Life

Forward dated to the 21st. For @Marlow.

The suns first rays reached over the horizon like grasping fingers, signaling the start of a new day. Already, since the darkest hours of the night, Tzila had been wide awake. Sleep had yet to claw at her consciousness. It was perhaps, her newfound sense of freedom that gave her this unnatural energy flowing like a river through her veins.

Most strangely, after she had tucked away into the more confined depths of the Bramblepoint, she found herself drawn north, back to the coast again. She didn't bother trying to make sense of it. She allowed her paws to willfully guide her, all emotions suppressed. She could worry about those later. For now, she just wanted to enjoy the simplicity of the view this stretch of beach had to offer her. The sandy stretches were broken up by multiple, shallow pools. Basking within them or nearby on the pristine white sand, where the silhouettes of sea lions, their dark pelts glinting in the early light. Standing a fair distance afar, the midnight wolf eyed them with a scrutinizing squint. She had tasted these beasts before, but not in many years. What's more, she had never actively participated in hunting them, being too young at the time, fit only to watch from her seaside home. With a decisive flick of her tail, she edged closer, to search for weakness within their numbers.