With every breath

Hattori found himself wandering the length of Obsidian Beach once more. A long time ago he'd made the promise this would one day belong to Venom, further proof of Ashen's growing influence, but until he'd gathered the resources it was a free for all. Loners and pack wolves alike seemed drawn to this place and this night was like any other, the shoreline dotted with blue lights. For one reason or another the lights seemed to be focused around the water's edge, lingering just above the waves as a stranger's head broke the surface. Hattori's pale eyes narrowed into slits, wasn't it a bit late in the season for a swim? He wouldn't recommend it at this time of year, unless she intended to catch hypothermia.

Hattori stepped closer, making a point to stay out of reach of the waves.

"I would not go any deeper. The currents are unpredictable." Which was to say if she got swept out and brought close to Black Island's shores she would either be torn apart by the jagged reef or drown. Neither fate seemed pleasant.