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(300) Probably -- I don't think it's very far from the island to shore. Others still free to jump in, and I don't think I want to enforce a really strict posting order anyway? Just post when you can. :3 NO RUSH. Also feel free to powerplay Dari in next posts. He also, uh, doesn't speak after the Last Supper thread... >>;;


The hybrid's attention returned to Darijus, and she sized him up with narrowed eyes. Return and make sure they cross safely, she said. His training hadn't been so extensive as to dominate his thoughts entirely, but she'd broken him in well enough for now. Bastion had started him off well enough, anyhow. Apparently he'd had a friend, and that friend was little more than rotting pieces. The lumbering brownish wolf only nodded his head morosely and waded back into the water, paddling across quickly.

For her part, the coal-hued hybrid remained on the beach, resting on the sand for a moment. The high tide line was littered with drying seaweed and shells much farther up the beach, but she knew well enough the island would not be totally submerged come high tide. Crossing would be an entirely different story, but Eris did not plan to spend so much time here that the tide turned on them. She stood again quickly when a figure materialized on the distant coast. It was two-legged, and Darijus's head still bobbed in the channel between the island and their mainland.

In good time, two more figures appeared on the distant beach as Darijus crested the breaker waves, shaking himself off before trotting to the cluster of figures. The sable woman did not begrudge their hesitation. They were not so familiar with Salsola's coast and these waters as she, and in her current state, The Auxiliary had spent a good deal of time inspecting the channel and pondering whether she should make that crossing herself. It was not as if the isle's resources would disappear if the dawdled, after all, but she was eager to investigate them, and she stepped toward the leaning slopes, inspecting their incline.

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