Redtail Rise Tideline

Chacal hummed; an unbroken melody that floated on the wind, rising and falling with each gale as though she were merely a musical instrument being fed by the briny breeze. It thrummed her heartstrings, merely because her wordless melody did not seem to be suffering any deterioration, unlike her spoken words.

Even the thought of speaking, of singing, made the muscles jump in her jaw, and brought a light hoarseness to her voice that she worked through with a breath.

She reflected on her affliction, and found herself remembering the quiet man who lived on the Rise- his gentle features and playful demeanour, and how he had always managed to communicate without the use of words. She thought of Augur, the mountain boulder- and decided to pay his pack a visit, carrying a seaweed sling full of urchins with her as a gift.