Panther Park [m] The only time I'd ever call you mine

Okay.

Reverie let her gaze linger on him a few seconds longer, a fleeting soft glance given not for the first time. He was beautiful in a way; so like the island he hailed from. Octopus Island had been a place always shrouded in mist, a place of long shadows and old magicks carved into the stone itself. To reach its shores had been a trial of its own, a long swim through cold, treacherous waters. Even led by two Sea-Snake warriors, Reverie had only barely survived.

The first time she'd stepped onto those pale sands, the Sea-Snakes had been in the midst of some ritual. Their song still haunted her dreams sometimes.

A long silence stretched between them before Reverie spoke again.

I think this is far enough, She stepped into a clearing as she spoke, setting down her packs. Then she turned to Hunst, her eyes sparkling playfully to hide her anxiety. I should warn you - I've only ever been in one proper fight. I did win, though. Shredded his butt.