Ankyra Sound lie in wait, hush little heart

Although she would deny any accusations that she was nervous about their move to the Sound, Nesaea's apprehension was easy to see if one looked close enough. She disliked change and the fact that they had to leave both the safety and familiarity of Themiscrya. But it was her mother's wish to ensure their beliefs were being upheld here, and the chance to spread their ways and to correct the wayward pack was not something Nesaea wanted to miss. It would be a good learning experience, she told herself. And she wasn't alone, either.

At that thought, the girl glanced behind her as the silver figure of her twin approached, composed as ever. If Leucothoe had any qualms about this place, she didn't show it. Perhaps the Ocean had told her what was to come; that she needn't worry. Nesaea believed wholly in her sister's ability — after all Psamathe, too, was capable of divining the Mother's plans for the future. Though, she'd be lying if she said she wasn't the tiniest bit jealous. Try as she might, Nesaea rarely heard a whisper from the Ocean or the Moon and was fearful that she had disappointed the Mother somehow.

Letting out a soft breath, Nesaea accepted her twin's gently preening. It was a sin to ever not look their best, even after rising in the morning. It was especially important now, when they had to prove themselves to the foreign Queen. Watching Leucothoe as she moved forward, Nesaea dipped her head and followed, breathing in the crisp scent of the ocean. It's waters were calm, the waves further out rising and falling like a sleeping creature's chest, never breaking.

Still, the girl's brows furrowed slightly. "I don't like it here," she said quietly, stating the obvious, though it was more a statement that provided a reason for her tension; she knew this was their new home now, despite her uncertainty towards it and it's Matriarch.