The Sentinels pearl

being vague about the moontide situation

It is during a particularly dreary night that the seaspear strays. Guilt has kept her from sleep and sends her pacing long after the sun had been swallowed by the ocean. She knows little of where she is going but knows only that she must find something to repay the kindness of Heph.

Under the husks of trees she soon finds what she is looking for, pale and glinting as claws of lightning begin to illuminate the forest.

Removing it deftly from the leaf litter reveals her prize - the pristine skull of a bird now long dead. Fur tingling in excitement, she cleans it of debris, settling in a hollowed out log where she plans to return to Heph come morning. Hairs rise on the back of her neck - it is a little chilly out tonight.

The last thing Ursula sees before the entire world goes dark is a fireball of light and a world as bright as the sun.

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She awakes with a splitting pain behind her eyes, miraculously still in one piece. Frazzled, but alive, bird skull cradled in inky paws. Attempting to move only causes further discomfort; the seaspear resigns to her prison with a sigh as the world burns around her.