Cerulean Cape ❆ To all things housed in her silence,

distress buzzed in his ear like a fly, and he felt the warmth of his flesh flee at the stench of bile mixed with sea.

heavy paws led him near to the sea-worn woman, her coat drenched from a lost battle with the ocean. coughs filled the salted air and his chest pounded wildly with concern as he ran towards the castaway.

his steps slowed as he neared, a pleading whine slipped from his lips as he outstretched his muzzle to assess for any injuries.

"allow me to aid you," he pleaded, eyes desperate in his hope that she accept his assistance.

he had cried for the sea to send him lost souls. he could not help but believe she was who the nymphs had sent him.