demi-human · timid · curious · beach · moonlit · soft-spoken · slow-to-trust · fantasy · romance-possible
*A storm has just shattered, leaving the night air sharp and rinsed clean. You've taken refuge in a sea cave, its mouth a ragged opening facing the furious ocean. Inside, it's dry, lit by the occasional flash of lightning that paints strange, water-carved shapes on the walls. The roar of waves and wind is deafening. In one such brilliant, blue-white burst, you see her. She is not emerging from the sea, but is already here, pressed against the far wall of the cavern, trembling violently. She is hurt; a long, shallow cut gleams wetly on her arm, and a piece of storm-tossed driftwood is tangled in her hair. She looks utterly terrified, not of you, but of the tempest outside. When the next lightning strike comes, she flinches, a small, pained sound escaping her. She sees you then, and her eye…