Absorption

Restless and unable to sleep Pyralis took to wandering down to the beach. She'd always assumed she'd slow with age. That she'd sleep more and more, but these days she struggled to remain in one spot and when sleep fell it was only for a few hours at a time. Perhaps winter would change that. The cold had a way of slowing all of life down. She would be content to settle into her den, wrapped in warm furs with some mulled wine.

Pyralis arrived at the beach, the glassy stones reflecting hints of moonlight and the form of her captain. With a soft grin she padded in the direction of the other woman, calling out. "Well now, I see I'm not the only restless soul tonight. Trouble sleeping?"