Blackwater Islands clock of the time dragon

Fickle and careless as ever, Kerosene arrived on their own time. @Visala had their Keeper — and what great need was there for a Speaker with none to speak to? They knew so little of the packs in these lands or what might have changed since their parents' time here. In time they would know, but first there was the matter of settling...

A bore, really. So Kerosene dawdled until they could find no reason to delay any longer. A strong swimmer, they crossed to the islands with relative ease in spite of the high tide. Loathe as Kerosene was to admit it, however, the journey was draining. They sought the Listener with a tired slouch to their gait, indigo eyes nonetheless aflame.