Oh, we said our dreams will carry us

POSTED: Mon Jun 24, 2019 9:23 pm

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Galilee stretched out on the sand, the waves rolling around her ankles and her bruised arms pillowed behind her head. The sun baked the shore, its impression a painful bright circle behind her closed eyes, and the tides murmured beneath the mew of gulls.

It was one of those lazy days.

Let's face it— it was going to be a lazy rest of her life.

She opened her eyes a squint, scowling at the thought, then buried her face into the crook of her elbow to avoid the static brightness. The power of suggestion was great, however, and already that restlessness itched through her limbs. God, she wished she could just shut her brain off for ten seconds; it always fucked her over.

If she didn't do something, make herself feel something, she would go mad.

She got to her feet with an aggressive motion, pacing down the beach and glancing out at the blue horizon. She eventually started running, avoiding tidepools that would twist her ankles, sharp rocks that might cut her pads, until her splashing drew attention. A rainbowed mist sparkled in the distance, and Lee stopped, throwing her hands around her muzzle and letting out a long, low whistle.

A chattering bark called back: "Alalee!"

Galilee waded into the ocean until the water reached her chest, and the dolphin pumped his tail to rocket toward her. He struck her with enough force to send her sprawling, inhaling enough seawater in her surprised yelp to start coughing. Tears in her eyes, she slapped Hurley's flank—though she doubted he felt it past his rubber hide—and draped her arms over him to float as he made a more cautious, lazy circle in the shallows.

"You're going to drown me one of these days, asshole."

Hurley chirped sheepish laughter. "I luh oo?"

"Yeah, I love you too."

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POSTED: Tue Jun 25, 2019 4:41 pm

Slowly, Oberyn healed.

He did not know how deeply he had been wounded and likely would not recognize this for many seasons. Adolescence was still upon him, with his long legs and big ears, but the summer made for plentiful prey and when it did not rain the weather was pleasant. Often he found himself looking for Nikola, who had never come near their home but whom seemed to have settled somewhere in the southwest as far as he could tell. He didn't intentionally seek out her home, but her company was pleasant and she was a very good hunter.

Issola and Oberyn had finally made up, though they remained distant. Their father roamed too, sometimes, and the house felt changed in the wake of the Court becoming...them.

The strange sound on the wind was what drew him from his mindless wanderings, pulled towards the voice for its familiarity as much as he was the peculiar nature of its design. By the time Oberyn had found them his elder sister was chest-deep in water, arms sprawled across a curve-finned creature whose identity he recalled soon enough. Dolphin was a funny word, but it was almost like the funny way his father's other language and he liked the sound of it.

He bounded down the beach with his tail wagging, and scampered along the shoreline. Great tracks were left in his wake, and noisy seabirds complained as to his disturbance.

Hi Lee! Oberyn barked, splashing in the water but always falling back, lingering with great want but trying to be respectful.

POSTED: Fri Jul 05, 2019 9:46 am

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A dark-caped golden figure bounded along the shoreline, kicking up sand and gulls, and Galilee turned her head to watch her little brother with a wide grin.

"Hey!" she barked, and rolled off the dolphin's smooth side until she found her feet in the shallows again, sea foam rippling around her chest. Oberyn pranced in the surf, and she bared her big teeth in a teasing smile before jerking her head. "Viens dans!" He might struggle a little in the water, given his usual form, but neither Lee nor Hurley would allow him to drown. She loved the brat too damn much.

She'd thought it impossible to love them any more than she did when they were little bundles of fluff tottering after her, but as they developed personalites and wants and fears and learned to keep up with Lee, that adoration grew. She and Oberyn were two sides of the same coin, and while Issola sometimes felt like an outsider in the Haskel clan, the sisters' talk in that quiet place near the shore had helped their bond.

She reached back to stroke the rostrum peeking above the water. "I dunno if you've met Hurley proper yet, but this is him!" She talked about her dolphin friend enough, and spent plenty of time by the shore, but there hadn't been a lot of time lately to invite her family into the warm waters. "This is Oberyn," she told the dolphin.

"Allo," howled Hurley.

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POSTED: Wed Jul 17, 2019 2:59 pm

When he first splashed into the surf Oberyn was delighted – but a crashing mouthful of sea-water reminded him of his smaller shape and he scampered back to the shore, coughing and shaking out with obvious embaressment. Still, he did not let this phase him.

Hold on! He called, and finding gathering momentum as his body responded to commands fired off from within, shifted first to a great hulking body with a great shaggy mane and fierce form to longer limbs and hands and fingers. He didn't always like doing this, but he was more worried about drowning than he was about being able to run fast. Over several long minutes he transformed, pausing only to rest briefly when it was over before returning to the ocean.

This time when he came into the water it was better, and soon enough he had found himself chest-deep in the surf, past the rolling waves that spread stones across the shore.

Bonjour Hurley! Oberyn called to the dolphin. Up close he looked so strange, all smooth and sleek in a way both familiar and alien. Can I touch him? Is that okay?

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