Ankyra Sound there's an oily brine bilgewater baptism waiting below

Would yall be okay with it if I toss Marina in? <3

His yellow eyes flashed, Lilimar's violence lighting something ugly and biting within him. In a moment he'd turned on his sibling, vicious and unrelenting, nearly forgetting the stranger. Crosscurrent meant to grip their scruff, not caring if he drew blood, and haul them back to the den.

He didn't really want to hurt them. Not really. But for a few terrifying seconds, he didn't care whether he did or not.