The Heart of Tangaroa✔️

Chapter 3: Back to Lalotai

"Maui, shapeshifter, Demigod of the wind and sea, hero to all? How dare you leave and never come back-"

Moana grunted as she adjusted the sheet in the direction of the sun, feeling the water with her hand as she frowned and knitted her brows in confusion,

"Tell me right now what is going on! What did you do!"

There was a snap against her skin as Mo leaned on her oar and shook her head slightly. Moana frowned,

"What, too forward? Ok then smarty, what so you think I should do?"

Mini Mo smiled and set down her weapon of choice, pulling the rope of her own canoe as she sailed across the tattoo and landed on a small island. Maui was there leaning on a coconut tree, and Mo ran and threw her arms around him. Lifting a lip, Moana adjusted course again,

"And you're calling me too forward," she grumbled, "I mean he's been gone for like two years! Do you know how many cycles of the moon that is? A lot, ok Mo? I'm not just going to go up and forgive him,"

Mo folded her arms and looked pouty as Moana shook her head,

"No. He's going to apologize, I'll give him a good yank of the ear, and then we'll try and figure out why you showed up,"

Mo seemed to sigh in defeat as she went back to her normal position, freezing in place as Moana turned back to the sea. It was relatively calm...almost too calm for Moana's taste.
"Hey ocean, is everything ok?"

There was nothing but stillness as Moana rolled her eyes at Heihei's incessant clucking in the hold,
"Ocean, if you're mad at me I'm sorry! I don't know what I'm sorry for, but I'm sorry!"

Again, nothing happened. Sighing and sitting cross-legged on the stern of her craft, Moana reached out and hit the water with her palm. Except the little splash she was expecting shot water at least 20 boat lengths ahead. Blinking in confusion as Mo reawakened to observe the goings on, Moana reached into the water again. Splashing, the water practically became a projectile, shooting some distance towards the sea and sky line,

"Ok, that was weird," Moana stated, sitting back and readjusting her course again, "hey...Mo, do you feel any wind?"

The little tattoo girl opened her sail, only to watch as it fell flat and she shook her head. Moana swallowed and nodded,

"T-that's what I thought too. So...how are we moving right now?"

Moana and Mo both looked into the water, ignoring the loose sail as the boat seemed to course itself,

"The ocean apparently knows where Maui is," Moana stated, sitting back and sticking her feet in the water, "this is so weird,"

Lifting a hand, Moana whipped around as something splashed nearby. Twisting in every direction, she looked for any kind of monster or whale, but found nothing,

"This is getting creepy. O-ocean? Was that you,"

Biting her lip, Moana looked to Mini Mo, who was lifting her arms up and down,
"You want me to try again?"

The tattoo girl nodded vigorously as Moana turned back to the water. She had been able to ask the ocean to do her favors before, but usually it didn't listen unless she was in dire need of assistance. As Maui said,

"The ocean doesn't help you. You help yourself!"

Frowning slightly at the memory, Moana stretched out her hand and held out her fingers. The water rippled a bit, but did nothing more. Carefully, Moana then lifted her arm up towards her nose, quickly losing focus as a trail of liquid came up from the ocean before falling away,