Dragoncrest Cliffs but i say it is what one loves

when erzulie spoke, her gaze was on the ocean. that cursed, ugly expanse of hellish water. val briefly followed her gaze, a droning noise drowning out the distant suck and sigh of the ocean.

"you know why i am angry." val answered sullenly, deliberately speaking in the common language as to not show solidarity to his mother. he turned, beginning to walk away. his steps were slow, for in truth the boy did not want to leave his mother behind -- but he could not focus his feelings of hurt and anger, so instead put them to good use between his paws.

he poked at the rough sand with a paw, noticing a fragmented shell between the grain. it was this little token of the sea that val poured all of his attention into, so that he might not burst into frustrated tears in front of his maman.