Sea Lion Shores What's the best distraction?

She looked like Ceara, and maybe that's why he was drawn to her: a firebrand against the overcast shade of the sea. He couldn't quite tell what she was doing, exactly, but he found that didn't matter. Her resemblance to his sister pulled him closer to where she blazed across the sand.

In his heart he knew this wasn't @Fire, but he convinced himself that maybe he just wasn't close enough to see the dark stripe that coursed her spine or the characteristic strikes of colour that defined his sister's cheeks. He couldn't help but see Ceara reflected in this phoenix on the shore, in the power of her strides, and the tenacity of her run.

He knew this wasn't her, but Tuathal found himself testing the air with the hesitance of her name, "Ceara?"