Dragoncrest Cliffs silver grave

it was an easier lope that carried her toward the borders. and it was there that mireille found her da and meerkat. the girl's tail stirred and she went to meet them with a purposeful step.
the coastline was in her blood; it did not need to be roused. already her gaze had sharpened, and though the obsidian did not yet know it, her veins too were beginning to wake in anticipation.
"am i interrupting?" she asked the pair when she had come up, gaze moving to and fro.
the sea would always provide. her emerald eyes were bright.