Crashing Tides [open]

Ghost had never given anyone the chance to ridicule her. No one had ever been told what had befallen her. Her own family not bothering to seek her out afterwards was proof enough that she was tainted, filthy. She needn't be told again. he spoke to her softly in hushed tones as though he told her the secrets of the universe. She hummed, a soft sound, rumbling in her chest. "Time, attention, and patience...perhaps. You are a noble soul for looking twice at a creature as tainted as I... I owe you my gratitude, I think. My den resides on the southern border of Seracia, it tis small but should you ever need me you are welcome anytime."