when we all fall asleep, where do we go?

The newly crowned Siren of the Saltwoods had spent the day looking. For what, she wasn't entirely sure, but something was pulling her. There was no doubt in her mind that she would know when she found it, so she was not bothered or perturbed at the fruitless search. Besides, it had given her a reason to explore the Saltwoods, and learn more of their nature.

Esmerelda had moved inwards this day, noting the plantlife that flourish here upon their island. There was more to it than just the Saltwoods, of course, but that did not mean it was not their island. Truthfully, it was all a bit fascinating, which was another reason she did not mind the adventure that was her exploration.

It wasn't until she came to a small clearing, tucked away beneath the boughs of the trees, nestled between the hills, that Esme knew what this pull was all about. There, set back behind a swath of the very flowers that @Wake had bestowed upon her, was a cave. It was fair in size, big enough for two, and it seemed to be empty, by the smell of it. Still, just in case, she would send up a call for her lover, beckoning the sailor to her side.

In the meantime, Esme would set about marking the clearing, claiming it as her own, as theirs.

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Where she had enjoyed the sparse and wild feeling of the place she had washed ashore, Esmerelda could feel this place speak to her, call to her. It was a distant song, a backdrop to the emotions she now felt swirl in her as she thought of the moment they'd made it theirs. It had been as if she'd been proposed to with that flower, the very one that she still kept in their temporary den here. It would, of course, be moved to this one, should Wake find this spot to her liking.

Speak of the devil, and they shall appear.

Her very own devil waltzed right up and seemed to immediately know what this was about, her monochrome form slipping into the shelter like a shadow that belonged there. Bewitched, the sea-nymph watched her for a moment, lilac eyes following the wispy, beautiful form of the one that had woven such a spell around her. It was only Wake's voice that made her touch back down from the clouds of her daydreams.

“What do you think?” She asked, starting forward to follow her lover inside. “Not quite big enough for many more, but for now, I think it's perfect.” The hidden promise of those words was only thinly veiled, but she looked to the woman, eyes taking a moment to adjust in the comfortable darkness.

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An ear flickered, the sailor's question making the sea-witch pause for a moment, thinking. Did she? Did she want more? More what? More than them? What did that mean though? Children? Did she want children? Had she ever?

Esmerelda turned to look at her lover, her heart fluttering in her chest as those periwinkle eyes traced the lines of the female's face. Did she want that? Did —

“Right now, no. I want you to myself but perhaps one day,” She shrugged lightly, looking away briefly. “More, if it is something we both want.” Her heart spoke through her words, a turn from the flirtations, salacious things that she so often directed towards Wake. Stepping closer, Esme set her teeth lightly along the length of her counterpart's jawline before bumping her chin with the bridge of her own nose.

“You are all I want and need now.”

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The gestures of affection were welcomed without hemming or hawing, one eye closing as Wake’s tongue passed over it. If she had been a cat, she would have been purring, but as she was only a wolf, Esme leaned into the woman, snuggling into her chest in a way that set her ear to where she could hear the gentle beat of the muscle that gave her sailor such life.

“When we have a pack, a crew to protect and provide.” A family of sorts. “When we can keep what is ours safe against any that mean them harm.” For while she could hold her own, and would do anything to protect what she held dear, Esmeralda knew that having the force of a pack behind them would aid immensely in keeping any more they may have from harm.

“Have you decided what you will call this crew?” She asked, setting teeth and tongue to fur along the ridge where shoulder began to meet the base of Wake’s neck.
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“The wolves of the Saltwoods,” She repeated, rolling it over her tongue, tasting it. It was simple and yet, refined. It fit them perfectly, as it fit their patch of the world perfectly. “I quite like it, amante. It is unique, and it is ours.” Possessiveness, similar to the possessiveness she held for Wake, and for their little home they were carving out.

“Who else would you have be your Siren, hmm? That little fox?” Esmerelda smirked, slipping out from under the woman and past her, tail dragging across her nose in a way meant to entice and enrapture. “Your title. Captain? Or something simpler? Alpha, perhaps?” Maybe that was too simple; she wasn't sure Alpha fit the strong wisp of a woman.

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