Sea Lion Shores and like the sky my soul is also turning

Her eyes like torches followed his move, laced with an icy ire that blazed far brighter than any flame. As he skulked off around the shattered jetty frosted with seacrest she watched him go without comment.

Resentfully she waited until his figure had been claimed by several stacks of splintered seaboulders and once she was sure he could no longer see or hear her she set about her task of reinstating order -- muttering and cursing him and the general world under her heinous breath.