if i could tell her

now i know what i shoulda did

"Of course it's not my name," she responded, offering Thalia a laugh that was more like a snarl. If she had believed Theory's not-particularly-clever joke, she'd have lost all respect for her. It pleased her in a strange way to know that she had the physical superiority over the smaller female, although that didn't mean she would win a scuffle uncontested. Who knew how those zealots in Auster trained - their fighting style could be totally unpredictable.

"My name is Theory Imperialis." The lie came easily and surprised her, but when talking to Thalia, it somehow felt right. At least this way she still had something over on her. Thalia dove for another fish and sent a wave of crystalline water crashing over her shoulders and ears. It felt good dripping down her sides after a long, hot day in the sun. Autumn had been unseasonably warm, even more so on the island, and her black fur attracted the sun's rays like no other. "Thanks," she chirped, "it's good to cool off."

fishing attempt #7

gone all day to the beach with you