Dragoncrest Cliffs Anglerfish

Suzu seemed distracted. The boy took this as a sign that he would need to work harder. He was truly sorry about the bird. Swordfish hoped that she wouldn’t miss the feathered thing, too much. If he had to make up the time she spent with the seagull, he’d do it. She might grow tired of his company, or so he imagined.

A soft touch of her nose to his shoulder pulled him from his rambling thoughts. She made a bet that she could find a suitable branch before he could. Swordfish should have laughed. It was a safe wager. He had little skill with racing or competitiveness. Seeing Suzu take off so quickly did prompt a boost in his strides.

Grateful for his long legs, the young seafarer trotted after her. His eyes scoured for a gnarly looking branch.