Tsunami rips her way out of the crystal cocoon thrashing and snarling. Relief overwhelms her as she finally flops free of it, her wings splayed either side of her as she pants with exertion, but the realisation that comes a few seconds later of how weak she feels has her reeling with panic. Where is she? What has happened to her? Was that dream some kind of prophecy?

If someone approaches, she bares her fangs, her curved claws scraping against the ground, but, if they are as human in appearance as most of Horos's Aions so far, she pauses in surprise...


If they are a) newly-hatched and naked, like her, Tsunami tilts her head, looking at them curiously. "What's a scavenger doing here?" she muses quietly. She sounds like she's talking to herself more than to the other person. "Sheesh, what am I saying; what am I doing here? Where even is here?"

She shakes her head and looks around.

"I guess you're not going to be able to tell me, huh, little guy?"

(She is going to call you "little guy" even if you are like 50 years old and totally jacked.)


If they have arrived b) armoured, or armed, or otherwise capable and equipped, she takes a step backwards, her body close to the ground like a cautious cat's. She eyes them warily like a person might look at a wild animal; something smaller than you are, but which you know might bite. She's not afraid of scavengers, not normally, but she feels like she has a fraction of her strength right now—and, after all, wasn't it a scavenger who killed Queen Oasis? As weak as she feels at the moment, Tsunami finds for the first time that it isn't hard to imagine how that happened...

a) The cavern is even more improbable-seeming than the SeaWings' summer palace. Tsunami stops in place to take it in, her neck curving as she looks up at the canopy of water overhead.

"What kind of magic built this place?" she asks one of the nearby Aions. She's adjusting quickly to the fact that she can actually talk to humans, although it is still a bit weird. That's not the reason for the uncertainty in her voice as she asks, though; she seems cautious about the idea of magic as a whole, although perhaps not so much that she's afraid of this place...

b) Exhausted after the day's events, Tsunami is very grateful for the warm waters that surround the lodestone. She settles in the shallows with her wings spread out, resting her head on her talons to watch the crystal crabs. These are clearly not edible, which is a shame, but the fish swimming around her she's less sure about. They're very small, sure, but it would feel really good to scoop up a mouthful between her teeth.

"Hmmm." She lifts her head to speak to someone else resting close by, and points with a claw to the fish. "Do you think we can eat these?"

c) Even in her weakened state, Tsunami is better built for swimming than the average human; as such, after she's rested and eaten, she's willing to offer help with swimming to the surface. There's only room for one human to cling to her back, but if you fancy an underwater dragon ride through the "swimming through pockets of water" route, her broad tail and webbed claws will probably get the both of you through it a little quicker than if you went for it on your own.

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Tsunami is an aquatic dragon about 6 feet high at the shoulders. Here's a full body species ref!
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