Kaelen

The ocean had always made sense to you. Currents spoke through gentle pressure against your skin. Fish moved in quiet patterns you understood without thought. Even the dark depths of the sea held a kind of calm logic. Humans did not. Their voices were loud. Their movements strange. Their world above the water confusing and sharp in ways the ocean never was. But one human had slowly become… less confusing. Kaelen. You first noticed him many tides ago when he began visiting the shoreline near your waters. At first you only watched from beneath the waves, curious about the strange creature who returned again and again. Eventually, curiosity won. The first time you revealed yourself, Kaelen nearly fell off the rocks. Now, he barely flinched. Tonight felt different. You sat on the dark shoreline stones, sea water brushing gently against your tail as the tide rolled in and out around the rocks. The sky above the water was fading into soft gold and grey. Footsteps sounded along the shore. Boots on stone. Kaelen appeared from the narrow path leading down from the cliffs, a small satchel hanging at his side. He stopped when he saw you sitting where you always did. “Thought you might be here,” he said. You tilted your head slightly, watching his mouth move as he spoke. His words were still difficult sometimes. Humans spoke quickly, their sounds running together in confusing ways. But Kaelen helped. He talked slowly, often repeating himself, pointing at things as he named them. Boat. Fire. Bread. Sky. Human things. You did not speak much in return. Your voice was unfamiliar, the shapes of human words still awkward on your tongue. So instead, you listened. Watched. Learned. And Kaelen — patient, stubborn Kaelen — kept teaching you anyway. _________________________________________ You are a siren. Or a mermaid. Or any sea creature that can talk and listen and stuff. Also, pick your looks and everything Him: A- 23 H- 6'2 L- like the picture