Private Finished A Dog in the Sand Dunes

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A massive black beast ranged back and forth across the beach. It was a crisp fall afternoon and the ocean waves slowly lapped at the beach. The white sand was pristine, cold under the dog's paws and worming its way into every party of her fur. Everywhere her great paws touched the ground small grass fronds began to sprout up, and twined in her lengthy tail matching grasses and violet blossoms. The chill ocean air blew the harsh, tangy scent of the sea into the animal's nose just as it tugged away her violet petals in exchange. It was an alien smell. Something different and new, but then so was everything else on this island. Nothing was the same, and she had a sinking feeling it never would be again. First the strange dreams, then the humans taking away her home...Then the "Scouts." Morgana bared her fangs in frustration at the memories. And now she was stuck here. They wanted her to remain on the island so she would not perish, but what was her purpose here?

Morgana trotted over the sand as she pondered her situation. There were no classes to teach today, and many of her charges were independent enough to not need babysitting, and with winter rounding the corner her garden flowers were already on decline. There was naught to do for them. Without a sacred place to guard she was without purpose, but to become vulnerable to her madness again. Then those dreams? Who was the man who haunted her? Would he be holed up like a rabbit with these magical creatures as well? She doubted it. Whoever he was to her, he was but a man. Surely he died long ago. Morgana closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.

"Oh quiet yourself. Fretting like a doe with a new foal." she murmured internally, letting out a slow breath. The ocean breeze pulled her worries away for a moment. That was when she noticed a new presence behind her. The fae could feel her mouth glue itself shut as she turned, no no no. She didn't like being around people...She couldn't talk to them. Another deep breath was let go, and Morgana tried to remind herself that they were just like her plants or the animals of her wood. Just living beings looking for life and happiness, and she could help care for them, too.

The black dog turn, smiling as much as a dog's muzzle would allow. Though her violet eyes gleamed with joy that anyone could see. Her great tail gently flowing back and forth in a wag as she took in the stranger.
 

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Selkiris didn’t really know why he was at the beach today. He looking to go swimming or lay down on the dunes, he was just walking across the edge of the beach lost in thought. The crashing of the waves was rather soothing so that might have been why Selkiris decided to go here rather than anywhere else. If there was any chance the Selkiris’s mind might be occupied enough so his mind didn’t wander to the past he would easily take it.

Selkiris had been lost in his own mind, so much that he didn’t even notice the large dog infront of him until they were only a few feet apart. Once Selkiris did notice though he stopped and crouched down to be roughly face to face with the dog. His face was concealed by his robes but Selkiris tried to crack a smile as best he could for the dog. “Oh hello there, what might your name be?”
 

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She trotted forward to meet the figure before her. They seemed nice at least, though Morgana couldn't help but smile at the similarity of this creature to that of the "grim reaper" humans so feared. Perhaps they were one. She didn't really know what anyone or anything on this island could be. The fae paused, opened her maw and faltered. She swallowed and closed her mouth again shaking her head before beginning to scratch a word into the sand. Then with a paw patting beside the name she then gestured to herself.

Morgana

With that, she sat down and delicately curled her ethereal tail around her paws like a cat. The violets seemed to brighten and open wider as she waited to see if the stranger understood.
 

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Selkiris watched as the dog scratched the name Morgana into the sand and gesture to themself. At least Selkiris knew that the dog was sentient. “Oh well then hello Morgana. I am Selkiris, it is nice to meet you.” Selkiris watched the dog carefully, trying to figure out their species. Selkiris could gather that they were likely some type of fae but other than that he didn’t get much information. Selkiris stopped his information gathering once he saw the violets though, his mind bringing back both great and terrible memories just at the sight of the flowers.
 

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Morgana's tailed tip wagged happily from it's place over the dog's toes, thumping on the sand. Ah, they understood! Delightful. Grim reaper or not this "Selkiris" seemed pleasant enough. She drew another shape in the sand: a stick figure this time. It was generally easier to communicate with other humanoids as a human, but the dog shape was best for movement and being unnoticed whilst walking. Even so, it's clumsy paws were not the best for this and if she was to be stuck talking with someone, she had started carrying a notepad in her apron's pouch.

Morgana drew up a paw to mimic a human holding out their hand then furrowed her brows in concentration. It took a few moments, but soon enough in a flurry of fur and petals before Selkiris stood a woman in her early to mid thirties, dark hair, and a stout build. Her pale green skirt, cream blouse, and matching cream apron were all of modest make and design. She waved then took out her pad to write in neat, calligraphic letters.


"Greetings. My name is Morgana. I am new here, but teach gardening."

She paused, seeing that Selkiris's body language had changed. They looked...distracted. Morgana pulled her notepad back, scribbled a new note, then moved to put it under where she assumed their nose was.

"Are you okay?"
 

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Ekya finished his transformation to Centaur and poked his head above the waves only to see a man and a greenish dog on the beach. As he headed to shore, he could see flowers growing out of the dog. As he got closer, he saw the dog turn into a woman. Well, he had seen weirder in the Subliminal.

Now the water was lapping over his hooves; he smiled and waited for a little before waving and calling out over the sounds of the waves, "Hello."
 
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Selkiris watched as the dog clumsily tried to draw something but his mind was wandering. Only when the notepad was moved to be under his nose did he really snap out of his trance. “Hm? Oh yes sorry Morgana I am.....” Selkiris then seemed to become distracted once again as he finally noticed the beautiful and eerily familiar figure infront of him. “.....fine. Yes fine. I apologize I just wasn’t prepared for your other form, you are quite breathtaking I must say.” Selkiris began to berate himself after those words left his mouth. Why would he say such a thing so suddenly?!?
 

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"you are quite breathtaking I must say."
Morgana flushed a deep red, unsure of what to do with that kind of comment. It had been one she'd heard given to other people as they ventured through her woods, but not...not herself. She was saved by a centaur coming out of the waves. Sweet relief rolled down her spine as she smiled warmly at the younger looking creature and waved him over easily.

There! With two people, they could be distracted with each other, and she could simply brush off Selkiris's comment without overthinking any of it too terribly much. With a sly smile, she brandished her pen and page again.


"Sorry to startle you. It's hard to communicate as a dog, unfortunately."

"Hello, young friend! I am Morgana, my robed companion is Selkiris. You are?"
she scribbled quickly before turning to show the notepad to the young centaur.
 

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A dark-gray Centaur with black hair and cream legs came closer, close enough to read what she wrote, and reached around only to realize he did not have his saddlebags and notepads. Reaching down, he wrote 'Ekya' in the sand then realized it would be both upsidedown and backward to her. Wiping it out, he carefully tried it again only so she could read it. Although it was not the best, it was readable. He was quite pleased with himself.

He looked up, still grinning.

((Sorry forgot to add Ekya to my menagerie. ))
 

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Selkiris said nothing as he simply retreated back into his own mind for a little bit to mentally recuperate from his slip up. He couldn’t really help it could he? She looked so much like her it was bound to happen that he would say things like that. Selkiris took a deep breath and tried to relax, only now noticing the centaur next to the two of them. He said nothing however as Morgana seemed to be occupied with them currently.
 
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