it came from the deep

[Valefor]

there's no going back
when you cross the line

Tap tap tap.

He stares at the strange stone as his tail tucks between his legs, the leonine tip curling around his ankle. His entire posture is wary, ready to run, ears tucked back and shadowed eyes firmly planted on the stone -- he does not trust this island, nor the perfection it represents, and he certainly doesn’t trust whatever it might offer up from the depths of the sea.

CRACK.

He startles, suddenly, nearly falling over his own entwined tail and has to catch himself to keep from falling on his face. Before them, the wispy, strangely sentient smoke rises into the air, and he can feel something like eyes staring into his very soul -- did it see the sins marked there? The wrongs he has committed? -- before it turned and fled into the forest.

“D-definitely weird.” He agrees, peering after the strange creature before he turns his attention to the strange shards scattered across the beach, beginning to pick them up and place them in his bag for later use.

Perhaps Vikander would be able to do something with them?

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