lately i've been leaning on what she swears is a feeling
Finding her sister’s excitement radiating, Caly can’t help but to snicker a slight laugh under her breath – flashing Nova a radiant smile. “I’ll go this way!” She calls out to her sister despite the way she’s already darting down the stretch of sand. Her amber gaze flits to Hadama with that same sunny smile and a soft shrug of her shoulders before she starts to head the opposite expanse of sand. She doesn’t run, though, unlike her sister Caly harbors only a fraction of the excited rambunctiousness of her most chaotic sibling.
Calypso is more meticulous, calculating and serene, a beautiful cross between her colorful sister and her broody brother. And she wears it well as she drifts toward the edges, bundled up and keeping her feet in her shoes so that her toes don’t get too cold even if she really, really wants to feel the sand on her feet. She tucks the golden scarf tighter around her neck and then proceeds to shove her hands in the pockets of her cream, wool jacket, waiting to see if she can spot any fins or any sounds that might pinpoint echo shark.
Calypso is more meticulous, calculating and serene, a beautiful cross between her colorful sister and her broody brother. And she wears it well as she drifts toward the edges, bundled up and keeping her feet in her shoes so that her toes don’t get too cold even if she really, really wants to feel the sand on her feet. She tucks the golden scarf tighter around her neck and then proceeds to shove her hands in the pockets of her cream, wool jacket, waiting to see if she can spot any fins or any sounds that might pinpoint echo shark.
Calypso
but she don't believe in mistakes
