Dragoncrest Cliffs Polished

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She'd heard the call while in a lapse of quiet, a moment to herself; and just like that, she was headed for Siren's Bay.
She thought fondly of little Miette while she trotted through the tunnel, a ghost of a smile borne upon shadowed features. Astera, too, and Suzu; the women and girls of this seashore she had slowly begun to call her own home. Day by day it became more cemented and her comfort increased; the lands, the faces, the voices, memorized.
And it was the oysters that caught her eye as soon as she came upon the ledge, honey-lemon gaze turning astutely to Chacal in wonder.