Ankyra Sound Shells

Lazuline briskly padded along the beach.

Her eyes were not set upon anything. No thoughts bounced about in her head. She simply walked forward and listened to the rain.

Rarely did she leave the island these days, for she stayed at @Viridian’s bedside.

While @Cerulean did not, she’d think bitterly. What an accomplished scoutsman their sister had become. The strange isle wolves must adore her so much. Why-! She’d even got a promotion of sorts some say.

Lazuline, well, she did not care for it. She’d told herself as much. Yet each time she thinks of it her gut twists into itself.

Now her mind was not so empty.

She would not be able to silence it, but perhaps the company of another could. Stranger the man before her may be, but she’d rather speak with him than think of her sister a moment longer.

Hey you! She stopped a ways away from him. Her eyes squinted quizzically at his pouch. What on earth is that?