Back to the Beach

Shilah batted at one of the bottles wondering if he should do something with it but he couldn't really decide what to do. Perhaps the waves of the ocean would eventually wear the bottles down like the rocks, it was hard to say for sure.

He padded over to a nearby chunk of driftwood. It was large, likely the trunk of a tree at some point and as he unrolled his map to mark it he saw the little x's and a rush of embarrassment washed over him at the memory of his treasure hunting silliness. Spirits above he hoped everyone had been too distracted to see his behavior. Shilah marked the tree then rolled up the map and tucked it away as he trotted down the beach looking for any sign of the colorful siblings. At least the weather was good. "Hmm… I don't see anything. It's hard to tell though, there are so many scents here. Can you pick anything out?"