12/7/2024, 2:53 PM
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Since their decision to cohabitate on the Isle with Yuèlín, Makara had spent most of his days exploring the territory. After all, it was important to learn the ins and outs of their new home. At first, it left him feeling heavy to remember the caverns of the beach ... the contours of those familiar beach caves, the saline smell, and the shimmer of sunlight as it trickled through to the tide pools. He would remember Dauðabjarg, and the hungry fangs of the ocean on the sharpened rocks below. It was where he had seen the volcano erupt.
It had been their home.
But slowly, he would realize, that home was just where they were. Home was not a location, but a mindset shared by like-minded individuals. And they had, perhaps, found even more family amidst the Yuèlín wolves.
So, the dragon strode along the edges of the ocean, listening to the familiar sound wash over him. He would time the rhythm of his breathing with the gentle lapping of the waves, relaxing as the peaceful hum lulled him into a soft state of dissociation.
It was not until he heard the soft exclamations that he would be pulled from his hypnosis.
Pink eyes would blink, head lifting and turning upward toward an ocean that had just spat out the smaller form of Pasi. "Ack!" She would shake herself free of the water, flicking around her paws as if she'd just touched lava. Makara would chuckle lowly under his breath, picking up his longer stride to catch up with the smaller, navy-hued wolf.
Not the best day for a swim,she'd hum as he neared her flank, offering her a gentle smile.
They weren't very North, but the water temperature was different here versus their more peaceful beach.
I know a place we can warm up,he would tell her, still smiling. He didn't realize that, perhaps, the connotation of his statement could be read in several ways. But really, he just had plans to bring her to the sunning rocks just North of where they were.
