New home. New life.

[Neela Garcia]

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For reference Grynn is a nearly 3 year old Peregrine Falcon, Oonu, Marahute and Skylar are her 3 month old chicks.

It had taken a while but Neela had finally found somewhere that she disliked in her new home. The section of cove that the Meria was currently moored up in was creepy enough to begin with, dilapidated wooden houses crumbling in a way that would have screamed "Horror Movie" to oen who knew such things, but the boats added to it. A wide variety of boats, from small fishing boats to sleek human builds to even one of two wooden boats that looked to be of Luperci design had all sunk or beached themselves on the rocks here.

While Neela knew that it was most likely these boats had just been abandoned here and sunk when age had taken its toll she still couldn't shake how much the area looked like the Butcher's Cove, a section of coastline near her old home where tides and rocks had sunk many a boat and claimed many a Luperci life. Neela intended to move the Meria soon to a better equipped section of coast, closer to the Fort and with buildings that would actually be less useful.

And less wrecked boats. Less wrecked boats always improved the scenery for a sailor.

A loud clunk also brought to mind the other gripe Neela had with this part of the coast. The rotting wood making up the dock was too weak to hold the old human rubber rings, tires she remembered after a second, that Neela had grown accustomed to using to soften the impact of her boat agaisnt the dock. In-fact Neela was loading the tires she intended to use t the new location onto her boat at the moment.

Unfortunately such a task was proving rather difficult. The Meria was a large boat, 35 feet long and sitting in the water just taller than Neela even with its current heavy load, Neela needed to remove her belongings to her newly renovated house as well at some point. Getting the heavy tires up onto the deck was a hard task and Neela's latest idea seemed doomed to fail. The collie had rigged up a pulley with one end of the rope attached to the stack of tired and the other in her hands as she prepared to jump off the Meria.

Loe and behold the attempt simply left Neela dangling several feet off the ground, the tires resolutely attached to said ground firmly. As she was dangling here Neela noticed a commotion off in the distance. Oonu and Marahute were flying around a previously unnoticed figure sitting on the docks, the Peregrine Falcon chicks screeching as they swooped in as though they were going to attack.

Just as Neela was about to step in and call them off a louder screech sounded from the side and a larger figure shot towards the two errant chicks as their mother, Grynn, flew onto the scene. After knocking the chicks off course several times and screeching at them they reluctantly followed her towards Neela, leaving the poor canine alone.

An unimpressed snort came from besides Neela and the collie looked up towards Skylar who was perched on the boat near her and glaring at her siblings. "Son unos idiotas, ¿eh Skylar? No sea demasiado duro con ellos, que tienen buenas intenciones." Neela chucked "Besides, that's your mother's job" she continued, switching to English. Like Grynn Neela was teaching the chicks to understand and speak both Spanish and English high speech and Skylar, more apt to stay still and actually learn, was taking to it better than the others.

Suddenly Neela realised that she was still hanging from the rope and dropped down embarrassedly, feeling Skylar's weight land on her shoulder soon after. She raised a hand, waving towards the figure, "Hey! Sorry about that, you alright?"

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