Sequoia Coast the seasalt brothers

Maybe @Thistle Cloud will join? :)

Dori couldn't imagine a life without the ocean. He didn't begrudge its theft of his home, nor bemoan the relentlessness with which it persued a goal. If the ocean had its eye on you, it would win - eventually, by hook or by crook. Eldoris liked to think he took after his nefarious companion.

The twins - Lethe never strayed far, and Dori was secretly glad - had taken shelter on the coast, huddling at the base of a curved, weather-beaten rock near the top of the beach, where sand yielded to grass. The coastal woods did not appeal. Instead, Dori tasked himself with digging a shallow bed for the brothers whilst Lethe was dispatched to kill something tasty. He hesitated, but disappeared in the direction of Ravensblood Forest after Dori repeatedly told him to 'man up'. Even so, the eyes of the twin left behind followed his brother's progress until the sinking darkness made it impossible to see him. The day was ending, but the sunset was cold and grey save for a faded glimmer of orange in the distance.

Dori returned to the task at hand, scratching through roots and dirt until the hole was big enough for two. He curled up in the middle to wait.