She'd gotten overwhelmed. Stressed and brittle in the island heat, facing truths she'd tried very long to ignore l. While the island would always be her home, get shelter, that night it had felt too close to everything on her mind. So she'd swam for the mainland and breathed deep in the cool waters until the burning in her chest faded to a dim ache. Water was there for her in ways others seldom were, and she loved it for that.
It was lonely though, beneath the waves. Beautiful but it held her only when she made it. Not enough to fill the v chasm in her chest tonight. The shoreline opened up before her, saltwater and fresh mingling where the river met the sea. It was a turbulent place, but one she way fond of. It let her inward, along the river to where the landbound others lived. To where they gathered and sought one another out.
It was probably a combination of grey loneliness any the warm rush of the season, heavily influenced by her own impulsive nature, but the next morning found her side by side with a stranger. Wings, what was it with her and winged strangers... But handsome in the early light. She stretched and yawned, shaking the fog of sleep from her mind. Her body ached with use. Her head felt better though, as if she'd burned away some of the tension she'd been carrying. Release, in more than one way.
Smiling faintly, she nudged the stranger's shoulder with her own. "That was fun," she murmured, kissing the curve of his neck absently. Her sister had always been free with her love, and even Eva's children had a variety of sires. Perhaps there was something their kind of loose attachments.
@[Warbird]