Thalassa
They created the monster
The crash of waves against rocks slowly grew from a soft hum to a low roar, the salt spray flying through the air. Thal had to fly higher in an attempt to avoid growing pretty icicle ornaments on her scales. Even with her efforts, a misting caught her legs, the chill already increasing tenfold, making her growl low in her chest. Their timer had been cut even shorter.
Skimming the tops of the peaks, she didn't have the agility to join Maea in her aerial acrobatics, so she stayed high to miss clipping her wings on jagged rocks. After a lap around the island, Thal noticed nothing of interest or importance, and her claws (and anger) were beginning to go numb with cold. It seemed like the appropriate time to return, and Thal roared out a warning to Maea before setting course back to the ship.
[FIN]
Skimming the tops of the peaks, she didn't have the agility to join Maea in her aerial acrobatics, so she stayed high to miss clipping her wings on jagged rocks. After a lap around the island, Thal noticed nothing of interest or importance, and her claws (and anger) were beginning to go numb with cold. It seemed like the appropriate time to return, and Thal roared out a warning to Maea before setting course back to the ship.
[FIN]
and then asked why I bite.
