Cerulean Cape bravo six, going dark

he ventures outside of the keep, though keeps to his promise to @Solveig that he would not stray too far lest he is needed.

the borders have been quiet; still ... but he is a father now and knowing that he was never too far was meant to assure him as much, if not more ... as he strove for it to soothe any worries she may have; though if she truly needed such a thing, rusalka couldn't say but nevertheless harbored a weighty suspicion that she didn't need him as much as he'd like to flatter himself and think that she did.

he moves towards the cerulean cape, keeping his eyes alert.

he finds it in the form of a beached juvenile whale skeleton ... or half of it, anyway. it is severed from it's rear half and rusalka hesitates as he studies it, unable to imagine what was capable of doing that, and hoping that it wasn't anything that could come on land.

he eyes the frothing waves for a moment, but the sea is as calm as he's ever seen it and he approaches the large skeleton looking for a bone that he could take back to his cubs to chew.