Humming softly under her breath and enjoying the colourful mist and the heat of the day, Isla is uncharacteristically distracted by her task as time goes on. Lost in her own thoughts, eventually the Ancient does straighten up to stretch her back and roll her shoulders, glancing down at her half-filled bag of stones. Hadama's name is on her lips as she glances back towards - she assumes - the shore, but of course it's difficult to make anything out now.
The sudden drift of chillier air, too, grabs her attention, and Isla turns to venture towards it, thinking that perhaps it's coming inland from the ocean beyond. "Hello?" she calls, on the off-chance that her companions are nearby. "I think I've gotten a little turned around!" The words are accompanied by soft laughter, because if getting lost in the Rainbow Road is the height of her excitement today, it's a welcome break.
Isla approaches the direction of the chillier air and calls out!
The sudden drift of chillier air, too, grabs her attention, and Isla turns to venture towards it, thinking that perhaps it's coming inland from the ocean beyond. "Hello?" she calls, on the off-chance that her companions are nearby. "I think I've gotten a little turned around!" The words are accompanied by soft laughter, because if getting lost in the Rainbow Road is the height of her excitement today, it's a welcome break.
Isla approaches the direction of the chillier air and calls out!
