[ wataru's tentacles shiver happily and he gently picks eichi up with a few of them, the appendages wrapping familiarly around him; he slowly shuffles back over to the cave, humming gently, and sets eichi down inside once they're there.
it's fairly spacious, with shelves carved out of the walls—the trinkets wataru spoke of are there, along with littered with some kind of purpose across the floor, a dark stone thinly covered with sand. it's more stone than sand closer to the clear pool of water near the back, where wataru immediately submerges himself; he surfaces again after a moment, arms folded on the stone, cheek resting on them. long thin strings similar to fishing lines hang from the ceiling closer to the back—some have more trinkets tied to them, but others are empty. maybe for eichi to hang things on himself.
the turtle (kappa) shell wataru mentioned before is closer to the entrance, resting against the wall. ]
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it's fairly spacious, with shelves carved out of the walls—the trinkets wataru spoke of are there, along with littered with some kind of purpose across the floor, a dark stone thinly covered with sand. it's more stone than sand closer to the clear pool of water near the back, where wataru immediately submerges himself; he surfaces again after a moment, arms folded on the stone, cheek resting on them. long thin strings similar to fishing lines hang from the ceiling closer to the back—some have more trinkets tied to them, but others are empty. maybe for eichi to hang things on himself.
the turtle (kappa) shell wataru mentioned before is closer to the entrance, resting against the wall. ]
What do you think? Our home. ♪