Spineless Fishing

Vanille would leave the fish as Azrael had asked, only glancing up at the woman they had met at the shore as she brought her own weight of the fish. Vanille couldn't help but feel some sort of... misplacement? Jealousy? There wasn't a word she could use to describe it. She hadn't noticed before but seeing the way he looked at and instructed her compared to the way he praised and roved over Melanth's form, it trapped a strange feeling that would have been foreign to her in her previous life. She didn't even have any emotional connection to Azrael. Without another word she moved forward back into the waters as was expected of her. No reason for her to get so bent out of shape she told herself. She waded back out into the rippling shores, eyes scanning through the distorted waters for their treasures. The fish more rare than they were lucky for the first time around, she would have to take her time sorting with was the fish and what were the rocks. If only she were a bit taller she could had out further into the shores.

"Vanille"
Base By WatermelonCreature