Blackwater Islands the frozen sea

She turns, slowly, unfazed. Her cool, pale grey-blue eyes looking over him without seeming interest and her silence continues, only offering him a curt nod to his words. Often, if not met with spite, it was simple indifference which he was given by the women of his former home. Soon, it would likely be the same for those in his new one, should Ocean Breath Plateau prosper. 

With a dip of his muzzle in turn, he shifts in these cold waters and moves, wading towards another small rock, not far from her, and pulls himself up atop it. Green, slippery smooth mosses lie on it and si he did lie on them, settling just out of the waters while the moon glowed upon him.