Thalassa
They created the monster
Maea seemed to be doing better than she'd expected, drifting along beside her in the current of air. The caw of suggestion was met with a low roar of excited agreeance. Thal could always go for a good hunt, and the long flight was already making her hungry.
She tucked her wings, twisting into a spiral corkscrew that sent her plummeting towards the water after Maea. The world spun around her eyes, a blur of blue the darkened as she got closer to the waves. Thal didn't stop, keeping her body coiled tight against the rush of wind around her. It wasn't until the spray of ocean breeze hit her scales that she opened her wings, the membranes snapping to catch the air in time for her claws to scrape against the seafoam, her eyes peeled for any shimmering scales or sleek bodies.
She tucked her wings, twisting into a spiral corkscrew that sent her plummeting towards the water after Maea. The world spun around her eyes, a blur of blue the darkened as she got closer to the waves. Thal didn't stop, keeping her body coiled tight against the rush of wind around her. It wasn't until the spray of ocean breeze hit her scales that she opened her wings, the membranes snapping to catch the air in time for her claws to scrape against the seafoam, her eyes peeled for any shimmering scales or sleek bodies.
and then asked why I bite.
