The air blew chilled and salty. her bangs drifted slightly to cover her eye, a quick brush of her hand fixing that problem fairly quick. looking down to the young fledgling next to her, a smile graced her face.
Max, that'd be his name. When she'd found him, it was already a strange sight, more worrying when she saw no one else around-
She'd been sailing alone for a bit by now, the others... elsewhere. It didn't matter, if her heart pounded in worry even now, that would be between her and the great Llyr. Piers was still below deck, napping. she could determine that it'd been about a month since she'd last docked, and she knew that wouldn't do much longer.
Luckily, she knew of a secret island known only to her, she couldn't fathom how seemingly no map, save for the one she'd been charting of course, held not a trace of this haven, but that was beside the point. She knew how to get there, and she knew she could restock her supply and rations there.
Docking "Elana", Hanna took to evaluating how much she'd need to stock. That information in mind, she headed to the small cabin she'd built a few years back, pausing on the way there, as she noticed a strange rustling in a nearby shrub. 'That's weird, I can't imagine any of the local wild life stuck in a shrub at this time of day' which was true, majority of the life on this island were mainly nocturnal, not to mention a shrub like that'd be hard to get caught in.
Who was she if not a bit curious, so she sauntered over, what she saw shocked her deeply. Because in that innocent shrub, a basket was located, and in that lay...
"A... child?"
No, the little one couldn't be older than a few months old. Glancing a bit to the right, she saw a small note, sloppy handwriting, but still semi-legible,
'Eight months old, male, avian.
I'm sorry valor child.'
It didn't even have a first name? From what hanna could tell, the fledglings last name was valor, and he was eight months old. This was definitely cause for concern.-
Shaking her head of the memory, Piers would need to be notified of the... extra passenger. She could already picture him having a stroke from her telling him alone! Hanna knew this would be difficult, raising a child. I mean her? With kids? She could hardly imagine...
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Sea Shanties and Family
FantasyCome and enjoy Hanna and her many- many children figure out life, as they make friends, go on adventures, and contemplate their lives together.