East Beach
As with the other beaches, this one is composed of a fairly course sand. White and black grains mix with the predominant sandy brown to give a speckled appearance, and some mica-like flakes catch glints of sunlight occasionally. Deposits of seaweed and driftwood often appear on the shore, and almost as often are washed back to sea by the next wave. The beach stretches far to the east, with dunes peppering and area just before a sheer cliff.
To the west is the main beach, and to the east is the beginning of the forest which leads to the Hold. The Weyrling training field is to the north, and shallow water perfect for bathing dragonets in is to the south.
Contents:
Talya
Fahjeth
Eshoth
Obvious exits:
Forest Main Beach Shallows Weyrling Training Field
M'ko is settled comfortably in the sand, unaware of anything, really, as his eyes are closed, and he may well be asleep...
Talya slips down to the beach, lost in thought, quiet as she is found usually.
M'ko isn't quite asleep, no, but he does seem to be unaware of that Greenrider's presence... Even when the bathing Eshoth warbles a cheery greeting to her and her lifemate.
Fahjeth waddles straight up to wuffle Eshoth. Nice Eshoth.
Talya glances around then slides a little closer. "Hi," in a quiet voice, it's fairly nervous, but there you have it.
M'ko blinks, at that, sitting upright, suddenly. "Oh.. Hello." He greets, softly.
Talya gives him a sort of tremulous smile. "I'm not interrupting, am I?"
M'ko shakes his head, slowly, giving a crooked grin. "No, of course not..." after a moment, he ventures, "How are you, Talya?"
Talya mutters, looking at her toes. "I'm okay." Raising her eyes slightly "How have you been?"
"Well enough." Moe answers, smiling softly as he pats the sand beside him. "Have a seat, if you'd like."
Talya slides in next to him, staring at the ground. "You don't mind?"
M'ko shakes his head. "Of course not." He smiles, again, pointing out, "In fact, I'd /like/ you to join me..."
Talya blinks, and actually glances up. "you would?" quite surprised.
M'ko smiles gently, nodding. "Sure... Why not?" He winks.
Talya ers. "Because.... because well, I guess, I don't know. Do you really want to sit with me?"
M'ko chuckles lightly, at that. "Why wouldn't I?"
Talya ers. "I don't know." Oh, she's such a good conversationalist.