lose y o u r edge

we came here on his back and we caught your eye



The sooty grey female had escaped the tight leash of her mother's protectiveness and had headed for her favorite part of Seracia; the beach. She had always loved this place, ever since she'd first begun to explore these lands. The pounding surf reminded her of a time when things were more simple; when Valko wasn't falling apart and Maverick wasn't flirting with every female that he saw. They had changed so much, so fast, and sometimes it felt like she was the only one who had stayed even close to the same. She'd grown up some, but she hadn't woken up one day to melt into a puddle of drool at the sight of every attractive female, and she become nearly as mopey as Valkis. She worried about both of her brothers, in her own way, but just for once, Kamala wanted to put that aside and pretend that things were normal inside the Kingdom that she had come to inhabit.



A smooth flick of her tail was the only outward movement that she made as she hesitated at the border of the beach, paws digging into the soft sand. Before long, however, she raced forward, leaping across the sand in a futile attempt to avoid the heated surface and skidded to a stop where the sand was dampened by the tide. Much better, the female thought with a pleased air, twitching her tail again as she padded closer to the surf. The low tide had left a wide swath of sand for her to cross and she moved smoothly across it, placing one red paw in the water slowly.



Only to leap back with a soft yelp, shaking her head violently. Well. That was cold. Still, Kamala couldn't bring herself to leave her favorite haunt. Instead, acting as if nothing had happened, Kamala began to pad along, her steps slow as she took in the pounding surf, letting it drown out the confusion of her thoughts. Here, she could find a peace that settled, if only temporarily, the inner turmoil that had haunted her since she had come of nearly of age.