It's our fokken island now.

Delaeni watched as Azoula, Rhazien, and Aresenn started their journey across the icy waters, their movements smooth and controlled. She hesitated for a moment, her teal eyes scanning the horizon as she debated whether to follow them or stay behind. But her worry for Azoula's safety outweighed her fear of the cold water, and with a deep breath, she plunged into the frigid depths.

The water was breathtakingly cold, sending a shock through her body as it enveloped her. Delaeni's muscles tensed against the chill, but she forced herself to keep moving, kicking her legs and paddling her paws in a slow and steady rhythm. She could feel the cold seeping into her bones, but she pushed through it, focusing on Aresenn's instructions to conserve her energy and move efficiently.

As she swam, Delaeni could hear Aresenn's voice echoing in her mind, guiding her through the icy waters. She tried to mimic his smooth and controlled movements, pushing against the waves with determination. It was a struggle, but she refused to give up, afraid of the consequence of turning back now.

"Delaeni Terblanche"