Cerulean Cape A spoonful of tar

Yay, thanks so much! Fading here for Dan. ^^

He bobbed after her. They shared a lightness in their strides. As they picked their way down the beach, to Sweetharbor, he placed his feet in the pawprints she left, out of habit.

When they finally arrived at the sand bridge the sun was well on its way to setting. The afternoon saw the air suffused with an oneiric, buttery haze.