Ankyra Sound La Lune

Alongside him, she could see with a brief flick of her eye where his shoulder stood next to hers; higher, and thicker. She could see the gloss of his pelt, coarsened only by the briny air, and felt an urge to run her teeth through it as if to taste the salt; a telltale urge that spoke of her awakening desires.

She had considered him, at different points, from the cliffs above- always from a distance, though, allowing the man the chance to fulfill the duties he had offered in exchange for a place to call home. She had at first wished for his daughters to return to him, but over the passing months it seemed more prudent to begin wishing that he might one day turn his gaze inward- and look at this place as his true home.

A flock of seabirds were gathered upon the shore, their bills pointed out toward the sea. She tilted her chin to grin at the man, revealing a hint of one of her canines in a brief grin, before she sprinted toward them- sending the birds scattering into the skies.