Brynn had fallen asleep on Mara's back, and Mara began shaking her awake as the village
pets began coming towards them to investigate. Mara could see men and boys down at
the docks, working with their nets and boats, and she could hear snippets of their
conversations blowing on the breeze. Various scuffles, songs, and bangs from the huts told
Mara where the rest of the village was. Finally Mara could feel Brynn stirring as a fluffy
creature with two tails, about the size of a house cat, started sniffing Mara's feet. The
whiskers tickled her as the soft, long cream fur brushed against her legs. Brynn stretched
and yawned on Mara's back as the creature looked up at Mara. It had a round face much
like a seal's, with pointy ears whose tips folded over. Two large blue eyes looked at Mara,
blinked, and then the creature turned and left the girls standing there.
"Are you awake now Brynn?" Mara called over her shoulder.
"Mm-hmm," Brynn groaned as she nestled her face on Mara's shoulder once more. "I'm
awake Sister. We're almost to my home. Walk forward and turn left after the last house."
Mara kept walking down the worn, sandy path past the huts until she reached the last one. She paused at it's corner, looking to the side to see what lay beyond. A small, leaning hut sat in front of Mara and Brynn, a small distance from the rest of the village. Unlike the rest of the huts, the vines that held the driftwood walls together had no flowers blooming. Just a few large thorns here and there were starkly visible in the harsh light of the sunset.