Ankyra Sound dance with me

meredith scoffed, rolling her shoulders as she prowled forward, boots light on the damp earth. the roar of the waves was a familiar tune, a hum beneath her ribs, but it was no comfort now—only the backdrop to the job ahead.

you think the trees'll hush 'em up? she tossed a sharp glance his way, lips curled in something between a grin and a sneer. maybe, maybe not. guess we'll see.

her gaze flicked toward the river, considering. a natural veil, a cover that could work to their advantage—if they were careful. she exhaled through her nose, weighing it for a moment longer before nodding.

fine. we move along the river, keep to the shadows. but if it goes sideways, we break fast. i ain't waitin' for you to pick yer teeth outta the dirt, nox.

a smirk, sharp as a blade.