Ocean's Breath Plateau She says that love is for fools that fall behind

Maybe someone Marina hasn't met?

Marina spent her days fussing over her den, constantly changing her mind about whether it was really ready or not. She was beginning to put on weight, though it felt as if she might never truly enjoy a meal again. Eating was just such a chore now. Still, she dutifully increased her portions, knowing that she wasn't just eating for herself anymore.

Just now she was taking a break from rearranging her den for the dozenth time to force her way through a meal. Fish; not her favorite thing, but Marina was getting used to it. She sighed to herself. In spite of the support of Moontide, her life often felt lonely now in a way it never had before. There was no one to plan with for the future that was fast approaching; it was all left to her.