Ankyra Sound He was growing in my garden

when suzu left the brine behind her, she did more than abandon sapphique. in sobeille’s eyes, she robbed her children of their legacy.

yet the salt in their blood was so strong, even now the sea pulled suzu’s children back to sapphique.

she met the girl’s eye with a lift of her chin, muzzle crinkling in displeasure to have her status challenged.

you be my niece, den. sobeille informed her, gaze intent until her eyes averted. and dis be where you belong. did she feel it? the thrum of shoreline in her veins?

who else be wit’ you?