Fall 16th, 520 AV
Miha did not stray too far from the shore. There were plenty of shipwrecks to be found anywhere in Mathew's Bay, and rocky shores and outcroppings were home to quite their fair share. The seal didn't particularly like not being able to see the shore from where she was in the water. On a boat, it was fine - and she was plenty able to swim in deep water - but the Kelvic always felt a sense of panic when she had strayed too far. Some treasures, however, were so interesting that even this rare bout of anxiety would subside just long enough. Just long enough that she found herself in the bones of an old, old Mizaharan.
Finding the wreck of a Mizaharan was very rare. They were only built in Zeltiva, so it wasn't too odd that one would be in the bay, but Miha didn't often see them wrecked. If they were wrecked, she imagined that they'd be in the very bottom of the bay, far deeper than she was willing to explore. She had her own limited time to breathe, anyway. This one was different. She could still see the shore from where she was, but the water was very, very deep. Except for the sandbar that the ship was caught on. It was almost like a small island, with a small strip of sand near the ship peeking above the shore. The rest of the shoal was underwater at various depths, until it fell off entirely into the deep waters. Just on the edge of the shoal - and entirely underwater - lay the absolutely massive wreck. She could spend days exploring its features and avoiding rotted bits and whatever sea creatures made its home there, but Miha had a trick. Her grandma had told her many years before something she learned that made it quicker and easier for her to salvage ships and look for treasure - all the best shyke was in the captain's quarters. The Lia had been a Svefra, bound to more typical human limitations in the water. Being a seal, Miha was able to hold her breath a lot longer and swim a lot better, which led to her habit of getting distracted by her own curiosity.
Miha hauled out from the water onto the sand. Almost any time she was in the water, she was in her seal form, and she wanted to get a better look at the Mizaharan before she really dove inside it. Before that, she had to prepare for her dive. The Kelvic hyperventilated - she wasn't sure the specifics of why she did it, but she knew that it was why she could dive for so long. Then she exhaled all the air from her lungs, closed her nostrils, and pushed herself into the water. Her big eyes were perfectly adapted to seeing in dark water, but she had an even better feature - her whiskers. They could sense the movement in the water, and told her the location of moving things just by the vibrations they made in the water. They kept her safe.
Miha did not stray too far from the shore. There were plenty of shipwrecks to be found anywhere in Mathew's Bay, and rocky shores and outcroppings were home to quite their fair share. The seal didn't particularly like not being able to see the shore from where she was in the water. On a boat, it was fine - and she was plenty able to swim in deep water - but the Kelvic always felt a sense of panic when she had strayed too far. Some treasures, however, were so interesting that even this rare bout of anxiety would subside just long enough. Just long enough that she found herself in the bones of an old, old Mizaharan.
Finding the wreck of a Mizaharan was very rare. They were only built in Zeltiva, so it wasn't too odd that one would be in the bay, but Miha didn't often see them wrecked. If they were wrecked, she imagined that they'd be in the very bottom of the bay, far deeper than she was willing to explore. She had her own limited time to breathe, anyway. This one was different. She could still see the shore from where she was, but the water was very, very deep. Except for the sandbar that the ship was caught on. It was almost like a small island, with a small strip of sand near the ship peeking above the shore. The rest of the shoal was underwater at various depths, until it fell off entirely into the deep waters. Just on the edge of the shoal - and entirely underwater - lay the absolutely massive wreck. She could spend days exploring its features and avoiding rotted bits and whatever sea creatures made its home there, but Miha had a trick. Her grandma had told her many years before something she learned that made it quicker and easier for her to salvage ships and look for treasure - all the best shyke was in the captain's quarters. The Lia had been a Svefra, bound to more typical human limitations in the water. Being a seal, Miha was able to hold her breath a lot longer and swim a lot better, which led to her habit of getting distracted by her own curiosity.
Miha hauled out from the water onto the sand. Almost any time she was in the water, she was in her seal form, and she wanted to get a better look at the Mizaharan before she really dove inside it. Before that, she had to prepare for her dive. The Kelvic hyperventilated - she wasn't sure the specifics of why she did it, but she knew that it was why she could dive for so long. Then she exhaled all the air from her lungs, closed her nostrils, and pushed herself into the water. Her big eyes were perfectly adapted to seeing in dark water, but she had an even better feature - her whiskers. They could sense the movement in the water, and told her the location of moving things just by the vibrations they made in the water. They kept her safe.
