Ankyra Sound Judah sees a ghost

A steely tail ripples the sand. Blossom doesn’t know, but she is the first friend he’s ever made! Following the trail she lays with a sweep of nose, he is directed past the seacliffs to a distant jagged ridgeline.

He’d never seen a mountain like that before, one so high and sharp. What a strange, land-locked place to make a home on. Where did she swim? How did she fall asleep at night without the lull of waves?

His head shakes, causing the maimed leg to dangle from him awkwardly. It was a hairless collection of scar tissue that concluded in an abrupt, twisting edge. He almost used it to point, but thought better of it.

Instead, he motioned with his muzzle to where the moon hung over the waves. Somewhere out there was Sweetharbor. The boy doesn’t know where, but he is not worried.

His dad knows the way.