Otter Creek don't miss out

It was rare that he be given time to himself; time away from serving Aella and accordingly her younger sister as their Drudge. Atreus wasn't old enough to be a Consort yet, but soon, he knew and he looked forward to the day when he would graduate up to the rank of Consort and shed the title of 'Drudge'. He knew he had to perform to the satisfaction of the Nereides in order to be allowed to become a Consort and it was this desire — to serve them and Mother Sea through life and into the cusp of death that kept the sassy Kesuk Aok complacent. Obedient. Atreus supposed, to Nasak's utmost disappointment, that he was the rare breed of male that didn't mind being submissive to females, that did not mind serving their every whim, did not mind always being the lowest in the rank tier. There was more to life. Like personal happiness — serving the Nereides and Mother Sea made him happy. It gave him a purpose and he would spend his lifetime repaying them. Regardless of Aella's reasons Atreus took the liberty she had given him to explore; exploring Otter Creek. He had paused at the banks of the territory name in question to lap at the cool water. He had been looking for gifts, for Aella, Leukothea and Mother Sea. The sun had begun it's descent into the horizon, evening taking over, painting the world in the colors of the beckoning night when the Mother Moon would be at her highest peak. Sea green eyes lifted from the water, the scent of another tickling his black, leathery nostrils which flared in accordance. Brow rose as he took in the darkened silhouette of the charcoal colored girl he would not have noticed if not for the fact that her scent had drafted her way. Her dark coat allowed her to blend easily in with the shadows which had came out to play. Cautiously he approached her as she was lapping at the water, stopping a little bit away. The sea-spawn gave a soft chuff to announce his presence, in case she had not noticed it previously.