if i could tell her

now i know what i shoulda did

Theory was enjoying their strange, tense interaction. It was so vastly different from what she'd experienced in Abaven that is was positively thrilling. She was sure of her place there, but here at the festival everything seemed to be turned upside down. "Of course I'll catch something else," she asserted, shouldering her way through the water and closer to Thalia. Where was she from, anyway? She didn't smell like any of the packs that Rhyme had spoken to her about on their way here. They weren't too far from Abaven territory, but wolves had come from all across the continent for this.

"Where are you from, stranger?" Theory asked, her voice light and teasing. They were standing closer now, about a foot apart. The current was weak and the sun had begun to set. Only a few waves built and gurgled towards shore, losing their power before washing up on the beach. A shadow moved beneath the surface and Theory lunged forward, jaws agape.

fishing attempt #4

gone all day to the beach with you