Moonspear rainbows

A wee bit of wind was lost from Seal’s sails, but never could she say it surprised her that Orca hadn’t made her way back to the Spear. She was strong willed with a wandering spirit – the complete opposite of a homebody like Seal. Sure, she had done her fair share of traveling… but the spectacled girl woman had never found what she looked for… though, she didn’t know exactly what she sought.

“Aye, two years ago,” Seal replied. “An’ before me came Stingray, Mercy, an’ Swordfish. After… Otter an’ Skipjack.”

Seal didn’t swell too long on her adventuring family. Treepie’s next comment about change took the helm.

“Oh?” Seal hummed as the tip of her tail curled. The questions began to pour in (like, exactly how were they related?) but Seal looked to Treepie as if giving her the stage to explain.

She lifted a paw, ready to follow.