Ankyra Sound dance with me

meredith listens, her gaze steady, unreadable. she takes in his words, the weight behind them, the gamble they are about to take. she has always been one to bet high, to roll the dice without fear of losing, but this—this is different. this is building something from the ground up. this is carving out a place in the world where none existed before.

i’ll take whatever you got, she says, voice firm, unshaken. but you oughta know by now, nox, i don’t stray.

her loyalty is not something lightly given, but once it is, it’s unbreakable. through storm and salt and blood, she has always seen things through.

she leans against the railing, the sea wind cutting through her fur, sharp and briny. the thought of more lingers in her mind, curling like smoke.

first mate’s got a nice ring to it. she smirks, glancing at him from the corner of her eye. if this goes to plan.

it’s an unspoken challenge, a promise wrapped in those words. she isn’t asking—she’s stating, claiming. if they succeed, she’ll be at his side. if they fall, well, they’ll do that together too.