Gilded Bay Sweet Memories, Make them

OOf as always pure poetry. I hope i can keep up <3

Words had stirred the space between them as they had walked. Words of thing seen, of deep moments, of family and friends. It had been lovely and beautiful and in a way a bit heart breaking. Only because she had not realized what she'd been missing until it was right in front of her.

It was beautiful the sea. But so powerful too. Inkeri briefly wondered what it would be like to be that way. Beautiful and powerful. But she would never, so it didn't bear too much thought.

Inkeri shifted and leaned her ink and paper pelage into his side. As she delighted in the sights and the sounds of the ocean. The smell of salt and sand, and fish. She wondered could she hunt these fish, though when a large creature breached the surface and blew water into the air. She doubted very much.

She grasped forepaws around the leg of Merry with a gasp. What was that, Merry? Merry?

She turned to meet his gaze with the sea green of her own gaze. Wondering and happy. The gentle lights dancing along the irises. Curious and wandering and content. So content.