12-26-2019, 08:27 AM
Nilam
She’s bored.
She found her father once, because she was bored - swam across the sea until she picked up the familiar yet unfamiliar scent. Have you killed anyone yet? And so, she had. No hesitations with the male that time, no. She’d just learned that killing males was easier on her mind, and that he’d made a pretty good meal (there’s no use in killing without making use of the leftovers).
But by now, Ischians knew to stay out of the water, and the kelpie princess never even found Loire lurking near it - perhaps her little hypnosis trick had worked too well - and so she ventured out further and farther, exploring every shore in Beqanna silently and deadly. Some small animals’ bones could be found on the shores she had visited, sometimes a larger predator’s leftovers as well. She wasn’t very picky when she got hungry, and her almost-horse shape usually lulled the other animals in quickly enough.
The forest at first does not seem promising to further investigate - but she picks up a sea-scent, something similar to her, and she simply follows her gut. She’s too young still to think about the possible threat - she is the ultimate sea predator, father had said so - and soon finds herself propelled towards the shoreline where the scent (taste) of the other is strongest.
She wonders briefly is they’re related to her father as well when she nears the shore and exits the water, but quickly forgets it when she takes in the sight of the mist banks between the trees. ”Not bad,” she mumbles to herself. This will keep her damp enough not to dry out for sure.
She found her father once, because she was bored - swam across the sea until she picked up the familiar yet unfamiliar scent. Have you killed anyone yet? And so, she had. No hesitations with the male that time, no. She’d just learned that killing males was easier on her mind, and that he’d made a pretty good meal (there’s no use in killing without making use of the leftovers).
But by now, Ischians knew to stay out of the water, and the kelpie princess never even found Loire lurking near it - perhaps her little hypnosis trick had worked too well - and so she ventured out further and farther, exploring every shore in Beqanna silently and deadly. Some small animals’ bones could be found on the shores she had visited, sometimes a larger predator’s leftovers as well. She wasn’t very picky when she got hungry, and her almost-horse shape usually lulled the other animals in quickly enough.
The forest at first does not seem promising to further investigate - but she picks up a sea-scent, something similar to her, and she simply follows her gut. She’s too young still to think about the possible threat - she is the ultimate sea predator, father had said so - and soon finds herself propelled towards the shoreline where the scent (taste) of the other is strongest.
She wonders briefly is they’re related to her father as well when she nears the shore and exits the water, but quickly forgets it when she takes in the sight of the mist banks between the trees. ”Not bad,” she mumbles to herself. This will keep her damp enough not to dry out for sure.
there is no new wave
only the sea
only the sea
@[Rivuline]