Blackwater Islands the frozen sea

her people always favored the sea, and she was no different. when the siren heard that her cousins ventured out, following alongside more distant relatives; ruò followed along their steps and done the same, leaving the comforts of home. however nothing had changed, even amongst the family she was silent. while she never calls out, the sea will always call out to her.

it took some time finding a path that was not of cliff, as the wang woman did not want to see her sea, but feel it underneath her fur, and feel the sand between her paws. feeling the starlight shine down to her pelt and shimmer her skin. the night was here, and no other night was perfect but this one. frozen as it was, she still slithered through the cold waters, body weaving through the waves to reach the rocks. they were unsuitable for life, soulless rocks surrounded by water. and there, did she lay, wet but satisfied, as the waves slightly brush up against ruò.