Dragoncrest Cliffs Alfonsino

The wind bit him and caused the boy to feel cold down to his very bones. He hunkered his head down, away from the bite of it. In his mouth he had clasped a large fish. The young seafarer had hoped that he might find @Meerkat so that he could give it to her. It had taken him almost an hour to catch the blasted animal. He’d nearly given up on it.

Swordfish lifted his head to squint against the murky clouded skies. He wondered if it would snow again. The last time it had snowed, the storm winds had carried the waters in to crash on the shores. They had not had much yet, but he had already grown distasteful of the winter. The redtailed boy returned to the search for his mother.