We Do Not Wash Our Pits In The Pool Of Sacred Tears [Forfax]

The younger girl didn't go skittering off, or call for help. Yay! Someone to play with! The two met partway up the beach, and she was even more dazzled up close by the other girl. Look at all those colours! She must look so lame. "Just playing in the sand. I've never been here before. My name is Aerndis Aeris-Imperialis. What's yours? Do you live here?"

A bright smile crossed her features, beaming at the other girl. "I'm Forfax Morningstar," She left out her mama's long last name. Papa had told her that it wasn't her last name, for some reason. "I live over there." She looked over her shoulder at the mountain range, where the Dreamer's Col lay, somewhere. It wasn't fun there though, and that was why she was always out here.

"Wanna explore? I haven't seen everything here yet." As cool as the beach was, the water was far too cold for her. She preferred to stay on dry land, and see what was around here. After all, sometimes there was treasure!