ever thought of coming down?

Shai's agreement with her about how long it had been was recieved with a snort and a small nod. It was no matter how long it had been, because now he was here and they were talking like no time had passed at all. She drew her shoulders upward, forepaws planting in the soft sand. Ebony dipped tassel swept across the sand to curl loosely over her delicate toes. As he drew nearer, the tension in her shoulders eased up a few notches, but with time it would surely lessen. She just had to acclimate herself to Shai's presence near her. His answer to her query came rather smoothly, proving he wasn't as troubled as she was thinking. Maybe he was just elsewhere in his mind, dwelling on other, less favourable things. No matter, nothing to focus on. He returned the query, and she very nearly didn't hear him. However, she seemed to have been in the Goddess' good graces, because she did catch his inquiry. He seemed to be genuinely interested in what she'd been up to lately. He'd be one of the first in a while. "Mo le ko kerora, ohun ti ti daradara. Awọn erekusu ni kan lẹwa ibi, ati ki o Emi ko ro pe mo ti yoo lailai taya ti jije nibi." She admitted, wearing a jovial grin. She did love this island, and would hopefully never have to leave it until the day she died.
Her amber gaze drifted back to the manatees, still doing their languid, drifting dance through the cooling ocean waters. She would have to remember to visit here every day or so, to see when they would decide to migrate. She looked back to her companion, a small frown playing upon her soft features. Raising one pale brow ever so slightly, she regarded the male's expression for a second before posing her query. "Awọn ariwa ?wọn dagba N?gboy?, ati awọn run wọn ni o wa ni kan diẹ ibiti tẹlẹ." She sighed, whiskey gold optics briefly flickering with concern and fear. She didn't want to meet these blood thirsty demons. They were so frightening, and she feared they would be like the creatures of her childhood nightmares. Would they gobble her up like a mere hare? "O ro a yẹ ki o ṣe ohunkohun nipa rẹ?" She asked softly, her eyes tracking back across the sand to where the dim forms were still visible. She might be acting like a child, but she didn't know what to do about this new threat. Did she run if she smelled them again? Stand up and fight? Make them leave? The lass didn't know, and it worried her. Everything was so much easier when it was all just family and the stars and the island all around her.