Kezia wasn’t sure what a normal life was anymore. Who was the Dresmondi who once had a wagon, who taught the newly named children? She wasn’t even sure that was her anymore. So far in her past now that that version of Kezia felt unreal. But what was real? Was Sylas.

He was so very real, and certainly had no problem reminding her of it now that a new door to their relationship had been opened. But those were the moments of reprieve she cherished… sometimes too exhausted even from the day. From relocating Dresmondi closer, being the voice between her people and newly appointed King Akagi Llewellyn. So when Sylas offered a time away she had been hesitant.

But the brightness she saw in his eyes, the offer of a get away, and not just sleep… she couldn’t refuse. They stepped through the portal and instantly, she took a deep breath and the salt air welcomed her. “It’s been forever since I’ve been to the shore,” she said, her two dyr’s rushing to the window to look at. Raiden with a familiar excitement while Geb was in wide eye wonder. New soul to their group and all. “Come on,” she was already toeing off her shoes and tugging Sylas with her towards the door. “I want to sink my toes into the sand.”

Sylas grinned as he watched Kezia, Raiden, and Geb all take in their surroundings. It was a moment that was so simple but that held more joy than he would have thought he was capable of feeling. In this moment everything could be perfect.

He laughed as she started to tug him outside. "Alright, alright," he said with a chuckle and paused long enough to remove both his shoes and his gloves before they exited through the door. The sea breeze tugged playfully at their hair and he took her hand and actually started to take the lead, running with her towards the water. He stopped before the sand got wet though, pausing to let his toes play with the warm, soft sand and he closed his eyes to listen to the sound of the waves and the sea birds around them.

He opened his eyes again to beam down at Kezia before watching her dyrs and what they got up to.

Kezia wasn’t sure when she’d get used to feeling Sylas’ bare hand in hers. For the longest she had only felt that leather glove, and now, his hand warm and wrapped with hers, it made her heart skip happily in her chest as they made it outside. The wind whipped, and she had to raise her free hand to push her thick curls from her face. But she was grinning, watching as Raiden ran to the receding wave, before he started to scramble back as it came crashing forward with the next wave. His little paws wet and slapping against the sand.

Geb lingered back, his long tail wrapped around his body as he watched from beside where Kezia and Sylas had stopped. The sand still warm from the sun beating down on it. But the slight crisp in the air suggested colder weather was coming. She took a deep breath, her gaze traveling up to find Sylas’ gaze on her. “Do you plan to go in?” She grinned, already knowing she was itching to head towards the water. Where Raiden just dove into a small wave and ran back out.

This felt...blissful. Everything was perfect with nothing to worry about. Kezia was beautiful in this setting. Well, she was beautiful in every setting and he was very much aware of how lucky he was to be able to call her his. But to see her smiling in the ocean breeze was like something out of a dream. On top of that he was overwhelmed with affection he had for Raiden and Geb as he watched their various reactions to the water.

He smiled, a big unrestrained smile, as Kezia asked him if he was going in the water. "I'll go in if Geb does," he said, trying to encourage the little dyr to give it a shot too.

The smile knocked the wind out of her lungs, but then she was smiling right back at him. Her hand releasing his to scoop up Geb into her arms, who only squirmed to wrap himself around her shoulders and between her hair and neck. That little nose twitching rapidly as she started to discard her top layers into the sand. Leaving her in an undershirt and small shorts before she was running for the waves.

Excited lightening cracked across the sky, and the ground shifted under her. Ground coming up to meet her legs as Geb lifted them up, up, until Kezia was almost running across the water, a shrill of delighted laughter leaving her. The sand and earth peaking through the waves as Geb guided them above the water. Leaving a path behind them for Sylas to follow behind if he dared. Raiden dancing before the waves, chattering as he seemed to say “pick me up! Take me with you!” To the Arynnite prince.

Sylas followed suit as he started to shed his top layers leaving him with a bare torso and simple short black shorts on his legs. With a bright grin he followed Kezia and Geb until the little dyr started to create a path in the water itself for Kezia to run across. He laughed happily at her sounds of laughter but hesitated to follow.

It was the sound of Raiden chattering and his excited little movements that drew his attention and he grinned with a chuckle. "Alright, let's go," he said to the dyr and bent to lift him up as the genet secured himself up on his shoulders. He hesitated for just another second before tentatively testing the new path, starting out slowly before he felt secure in it and chased after Kezia and Geb with a laugh of his own.

Sylas would find the ground holding for him, but then disappearing behind him, back into place with the world. Kezia had been encouraging Geb to continue training with her, and this was just that. No one said training had to be boring.

And she could feel the buzzing excitement of Raiden, causing her to look back and see the two running after them. Her heart swelled. Her smile grew wider, and she rounded back. Coming to run at Sylas and sliding to a stop before she collided with him. Her hair slightly damp but still curls bouncing with her heavier breaths. Geb slid down her arm a little, his long tail still wrapping her shoulder… but those little hands of his reached forward toward Sylas… the first time he had ever done such a thing.

But feeling the pure rush from Kezia, seeing Raiden’s undying trust in the Arynnite, he reached. If Sylas reached for him, he’d gently wrap his hands around Sylas’ finger… then sniff at his palm. A small touch, but one that had tears pricking her eyes.