black sand, black heart

*Celeste* · 11-14-2021, 06:24 PM

She did not blame him for his questioning looks in her direction. It was odd after all. To be walking this beach and to have a stranger from your own homeland wash up on shore upon a very questionable-looking raft. Her own eyes stared at it for a while with a tilting face before she sighed. One ear turned slightly in his direction as he spoke again in their native tongue. Steeling her nerves, she shrugged.

"If I had an answer, I would tell you," her words became clearer, more familiar with the language as her foggy mind tried to search. Flickers of memories tickled at the edges of her brain as she squinted back at him. Looking at the larger wolf did not jog anything at the moment. "All I can really remember is my name and perhaps I was supposed to be important," Celeste ended there as she shivered against the ocean wind. I wish I knew myself. Her thought lingers in her mind as she shoots him her own quizzical look. Maybe she had heard of him, but she didn't even know his name.

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