Coyote blinked, leaning back a bit, before shrugging and moving to get his knife.
Might as well put it to good use, no sense in wasting food.
-Break-
Coyote settled, hanging upside down on the rigging of Sanctuary as he focused, bringing up that power that dwelled within all bats.
He was the only bat who enjoyed fighting, and due to that his magic was more in tune to the physical realm instead of the mental, less 'seeing the future' and more 'my sonics can reach miles in every direction or can dent steel'.
He channeled his power to his throat and ears and with a cacophonous 'BOOM' sent out probably the largest echolocation click ever made.
He sighed, relaxing. Now all he had to do was wait to see if there was anything besides water around.
As the sonic boom slowly moved out, it bounced and flowed over the surrounding waves, and after thirty minutes he received an answer to his question.
To the North or directly in front of him was something tall, broad and unmoving. It was pretty far away but, that's all he could get.
To the West, there was eventually something reasonably small and seemingly mobile.
To his direct South was something that felt remarkably similar what he remembered a forest was like.
But, to the East, His boom came back distorted and pulsing as if some other loud noise had hit it and distorted the image.
As he sat there taking this in he could just make out what he thought might be the noises that had distorted his echolocation. And they were getting louder.
An audible grinding sound came from Karen as she forcibly kept her mouth shut as the depths of this sea revealed themselves to her. Letting her breath out in a controlled exhale that in no way resembled a sigh, she stepped back off of the prow and back onto the deck proper.
The next half hour was a flurry of activity as Karen took the sails down so she wouldn't have to come back to a boat moved a few miles, folding each one properly as she put them back in their proper place. Taking off her current dress, she left it neatly folded it beside her on the deck. Standing on the guard rail, she exhaled quietly, her lungs emptying themselves entirely of air.
With a monumental inhale, she sparked a fire in her lungs. Breathing in again, and again, she closed her mouth with an anatomically impossible amount of air inside her. Nothing to match Ys-Aesma, but enough. Her fingertips sparking embers, she flipped off the side of her boat, sinking through the kelp to land on the skull of the great beast, falling into the third stance of her art, her hands flat in the water. The weight of it pressed on her, every centimetre of her swathed by the ocean, slowing and dampening her movements.
But for all that, Karen would prove herself.
As Karen hit the water the many small fish and assorted predators seemed to scatter and hide amoungst the dense kelp. As she slowly sank into the darkness that had initially hidden the massive skull from her. She passed the clams that she could see now were as big as she was. As she got lower and lower she saw less and less fish and by the time she landed on the top of the skull the only animals within view were two of the three giant crabs, with the third being somewhere on the other side of the skeleton's ribcage. For a moment it seemed as though the closest crab was going to attack but, it seemed to think better of it and scurried away farther down the skeleton.
As Karen stood atop the skull of the great beast, her enhanced eyesight just managed to catch sight of something as it passed near the edge of her vision. It would seem that she was not alone down here...
Hoelun
Water water everywhere but not a drop to drink
Daytime
The circle of life~
Hmm...headpats. It was oddly relaxing. We must seem odd to onlookers. In any case, I should get to sending out scouts asap. The fairies send a determined feeling through the strange mental bond Kanmusu and their fairies seem to share and launch. With the offer from Saratoga to provide escorts, I decide to send one plane to each cardinal direction. Hopefully, they find civilization.
@Zeroth Jupi @UbeOne
As the scout planes slowly made their way away from Hoelun with their small pilots, readied and looking for anything that they could find. It was close to an hour before they returned all with wildly different accounts of four separate, and vastly different, islands.
To the North around 20 miles was a relatively small ice-covered island with what looked like a sizable port for its size.
To the West, around 15 miles was a relatively large island with what looked to be a Victorian-era Port town wreathed in fog and mist.
To the South around 18 miles was a minuscule island with nothing on it other than a lighthouse and a couple of small farms.
And to the East around 25 miles were several large sandbars that seemed to have a collection of temporary buildings and a collection of ruins on them.
