Joy in the little things

Gwyn grinned happily when Antheia agreed to join in on the hunt for things that might be hidden around the beach. She didn't often go out of her way to make friends or interact with strangers, but since Antheia had already introduced herself and seemed eager to help with the search she figured there was no harm in having an extra set of eyes to help look for things. The smaller woman seemed really friendly too so that helped. When Antheia asked about why she would want to collect driftwood, Gwynevere smiled again and explained, "Oh! Well, when you burn it the fire turns all blue and purple! It's really pretty so whenever I find a piece I take it home with me. We have fires going all the time around the castle." She took a second to point up toward the large structure in the distance at the top of the slope to indicate the castle she was speaking of - as if there was another castle anywhere.

She began to lead the way around the beach then, keeping her marbled lavender and mint eyes peeled for any sign of little collectibles she could take home. She was kind of hoping she'd find some big shells she might be able to repurpose into dishes to place smaller herbs into, but even just some little ones to decorate some of her empty shells with would be fun to have as well. It was a little harder to find anything with the dusting of snow on everything, but eventually she spotted the curve of something sticking out of the sand and she grinned as she trotted over to it. Brushing away the snow she lifted the conch shell free of the sand, her tail wagging gently. "Come look at this one!" she called to her acquaintance, pointing out the pearlescent shell she had come across.

"Gwynevere" | "Eilwen"