Dragoncrest Cliffs riptide

from behind shadess, sobeille appeared. she laid her gaze upon the sodden form of her sister, thousand-eyed stare uncomprehending.

another dead?

no -- the gentle rise and fall of her ribs informed sobeille otherwise.

she nearly said get maman, and, oh, that fucking hurt.

shadess placed her paws upon the girl. sobeille listened as the sea was forced through water-logged lungs, listening to the rhythm of shadess' work and waiting to take over once her sister's limbs tired.