Stavanger Bay [m] Be our guest

It had been some time since Kirain left the shelter of the Sentinels. They were her home, after all. She had quickly grown to adore the wooded sanctuary and couldn’t imagine living anywhere else. Yet, memories, and fleeting glances, of the sea called to her. The cliffs were too distant, too high; what she craved was the cool touch of salty waves, the warmth of gritty sand beneath her paws.

So, she wandered toward the bay, taking her time, savoring the journey. From lush green forests to the endless stretch of golden shoreline, every step made her heart swell with excitement. As she stepped onto the beach, her paws sank into the soft sand, a grin tugging at her lips. The sea was calm, its gentle waves lapping at the shore. Farther out, she could hear waves crashing against the distant cliffs, wild and untamed.

It was beautiful.

Kirain moved toward the water, stepping cautiously into the shifting surf. The chill caught her off guard, but she quickly adjusted, soon finding herself knee-deep in the ocean’s embrace. The strong, briny scent filled her senses, sending her spirit soaring. She laughed and splashed playfully, any thoughts of duty or responsibility forgotten in the moment.

A part of her wondered if @Solenya felt the same way about the coast. Though they had chosen the Sentinels as their home, the salty tang of the sea could still find them in their emerald haven.