Tharatira's Clan

~~10 hours ahead of FR time~~

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Clan bio [Water flight origins]

Zavestrea and Zurithau came with the pack, many moons ago when their last hunting grounds grew scarce with prey. The tidal pools were teeming with fish, and when they weren't chasing after their next meal, the pair slept on the warm sand.

Eventually the pack moved on, but the two mirrors found themselves reluctant to follow just yet. They looked out to the sea, breathing the moist air and listening to the crashing waves. There was something in this place that they could return to, when the pack next dispersed.

This is the lair they carved to the sand, the walls hardened to form glassy caverns that the pair regarded in wonder, since neither could boast to possess any great magicks. Alas, the two had no memories of Tidelord weaving spells to their blood, spells that answered to the need to shape a home - how could they recall when the very idea of permanency was still alien to them.

The moon waxed and waned; then, they were done. Zavestrea glanced at her mate, sensing that he too was eager to join the hunt once more. With one last wiff of the brisk breeze, the two left the Sea behind at full tilt, forgetting all but the need to roam the lands with their kind. For now.