Gilded Bay Standing in the open light

this one had a good sense of humor. bijou wondered how long before that fount drained dry.

"things that belong on land, do not fare well at sea." she smiled, a single fang glittering between her crooked gums. "always wondered what wolf tasted like. never got close enough to a shark to ask." waves rolled off of bijou's narrow shoulders as she began to wade for shore. "if you stand there much longer, i expect a meal will be made of you."