Dragoncrest Cliffs kòlè

mireille huffed and brought a ruddy paw up as if she truly were about to cuff loko for his continued antagonization of her. yet in the next she only shoved her brother roughly once she had caught up with him, before her brilliant gaze sought whatever sights he meant for her eyes. 
it was a tunnel. the half-grown sea-children were no stranger to them; they had grown up with the hidden entryway to the beachfront, and had sheltered there as well.
a memory of swallowing water, of gasping, choking; it poured over mireille and she shuddered tangibly. "what did you fin'?" she asked quickly, hoping that loko would not ask after her.