"Do you know how to get over there?"
Anandi's expression draws pensive as she looks appraisingly at the mare before her. There is nothing subtle about her gaze, not even the slightest attempt to look like she isn't looking. Her glance is a silken dagger that traces Phoebe's outline. Sharp and smooth and wondering, wondering, wondering.
Finally, having come to a conclusion, she answers: "Of course." It wasn't that long ago she was new here too, and welcomed by a pretty stranger on the cliffs. The least she could do was pass it forward. She smiles, warm honey. "Come." Without looking back she leads the stranger further down the coast, where access is a little easier.
Anandi did not navigate these seaside cliffs like the natives did, jumping from rock to rock like billy goats. Simply walking was a relatively new experience for the kelpie. It was a skill she had to practice diligently so that her otherness would not be so blatantly obvious, although the overall effect was probably negligible. Among her otherworldly beauty, her coral fringe, and her hypnotizing seafoam green gaze, a somewhat strange gait was the least of her oddities.
Regardless, activities requiring the use of all four legs were not her strong suit. But she had been to these cliffs many times now, and knew them well. Body and soul, she needed the ocean-- not just to look at it but to hunt and play and simply be. And the Praistaigia Cliffs were Terrastella's most direct access point to the sea.
When Anandi reaches a section of the bluff she finds acceptable, she turns and begins to probe at the jagged terrain. It is not particularly graceful, the way she pokes at rocks testingly before putting her weight on them, but every step somehow oozes confidence anyway. "You can lean on me, if you like." She darts a glance behind her, lips pursed in a smile. The wind grows wicked as they draw nearer the edge of the world, and it fights to rip the words from her as she asks: "so where are you from, anyway?"
call it singing
A N A N D I
@Phoebe <3
some say the loving and the devouring are all the same thing
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