She had always lived near the sea - in her world, the ocean had been a fabled black abyss, hungry for any fool who slipped off the cliffsides and into its maw. It was never seen, always smelled on the breeze, even when she'd been living out in the cold and ever-wet swamplands outside the city's reaches.
Here, in this world, she had lived by the sea since meeting the Empress. She'd been a weak swimmer at first, but learned fast. The butterfly cast an encouraging grin over her shoulder at her new companion, bobbing on the waves as she treaded water, until she was sure he was still following without trouble and continued to cross. It was not a difficult swim, if one knew how the currents wound around one another in the strait between the isles and the mainland. Seaspray was savory on her lolling tongue as the woman hauled herself to shore, bounding free of the waves and shaking the excess water off her coat vigorously. She heaved a soft sigh, prancing in place as her mismatched gaze searched the lush drapes of wisteria for signs of her pack.
Though, no one yet greeted her.


