Sea Lion Shores close our eyes to the octopus ride

cam's brow furrowed in confusion. but— he started, confused as to why they'd choose to live close to fire after all she'd said. . .but then wraen continued, correcting herself. he was not very good at jokes, nor did he have much faith in his remembering those directions.

but he would try.

okay, 'bye, cam murmured, a little sad to see her go so relatively soon. he was half-tempted to follow, though remembered rosalyn even before he took the first step. he couldn't just abandon his new caretaker, even to trail after a wolf he found so endlessly fascinating.

instead, he picked up the bone they had chewed upon and walked the other direction with it, gnawing thoughtfully as he thought of firebirds and volcanoes and everything so exotic and far removed from all he had ever known.