Dragoncrest Cliffs Arowana

o' course.

there could be no other option. this he realized as he too stood and looked upon the bird. intended to be a meal, meant to be a friend, now returned back to the sea. deeply he wished to wrap up suzu in comfort, when she had touched his shoulder, but this must be done. there was work left to do to begin a healing path.

in the back of his throat, he hummed soft and low. a lullaby he did not remember the words to by any means. he only knew that it felt right.

a song as they prepared to send the bird out to sea.