Ankyra Sound dance with me

meredith squinted against the salty wind, scanning the jagged cliffs with a critical eye. the scent was strong, carried sharp on the briny air, and something about it made her gut twist in recognition. she didn’t trust much, but her instincts had never led her wrong before.

she flicked her ears, casting a glance toward nox, catching that knowing smirk of his. cheeky bastard.

aye, she agreed, voice rough like the sea itself. reckon we’ve found somethin’ worth diggin’ up.