Sea Lion Shores You're more than a sunshine in my eyes

rapidly she sickened, until they were forced to stop. lestan, who had grown even leaner during their flight, settled blossom on the now threadbare pelt they had brought with them from the creek. he hovered over reverie, frenetic and yet determined not to fall to panic.
"i'm going to get water. be still. blossom, i'll take her." lestan did not wait for reverie to argue; he picked their daughter up and stumbled off in search of moss, refusing to let his mate from eyeshot.
he found none, but returned with hollow grasses, each containing some degree of water. "rev," lestan whispered, wanting her to look at him.