Ankyra Sound lie in wait, hush little heart

Leucothoë agreed wholly with Nesaea and her view that they needed the Mothers blessing. To fight, to take part in this war if they were needed. Or, if she would rather them be pacifists. Leucothoë belonged—before she belonged to anyone else—the Sea. For the Sea had brought her and her sister beside her life, had kept them together, had given them beauty, grace, and brains (she held herself and her sister in such high esteem).

So she nods. Let us see if she would give it then, she decides, loosing a yawn from her lips to fully rouse herself and shaking her ruff. Come... let us pray, and fall into the Sea and see what she has to say. She moves closer to her sister, to press her forehead against Nesaea's own, hoping her sister might begin. Leucothoë was certainly the more blessed of them, but she hoped for the Sea to hear her sister as She heard Leucothoë; and with Nesaea beginning, it might be a start.