Stavanger Bay silent sleeping indigo

Writing up a quick conclusion for this to archive since the character has gone inactive.

Zsuzsa listened to the details that consisted of the Ironwill. It was an enthralling concept for a pack to hold, testing the limits of how far one could go with their strength and spirit. The assessment seemed promising, although it sounded as if there were elements to still be worked out.
 
She would spend the rest of her morning with the male, divulging in conversation and surveying the territory he wishes to claim as his. It would come to a point whereupon reaching the shoreline of where the sea met the earth that Zsuzsa would sit and just gaze endlessly out into the blue. Never in her life had she witnessed such a grand entity that was the sea before her. Everything she fantasized about it had been true, down to its temperament and the way it drew in a landlocked soul. Even long after the male wandered off, she would spend her time venturing elsewhere along the coast, almost with a yearling’s spirit to explore curiously.