Stavanger Bay told a tight dress is what makes you a whore

She'd spent her days building a den of her own, filled to the brim with shells and seaglass and herbs.  She had organized them meticulously, bundled and re-bundled, and now it was time to begin intergrating herself with the members of their claim.  She did not intend to seek Dalia out specifically but it was she who Lilia found, carrying a beautiful cut of quartz in her mouth.  She eyes the girl — she usually either really likes or really dislikes girls who remind her of herself — and decides it is too early to pass judgment.  Good morning.