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Devin was snugly bundled in a turquiose knitted jacket that clashed with his skin tone, sunshine yellow wellington boots, and pumpkin orange gloves. It was clear neither of his parents had helped him get dressed; both of them had a strong sense for style. Maybe this was the start of his new found independence.

He wasn't color coordinated, but at least he'd gotten the boots on the right feet this time. He'd finally convinced his father to take him to the beach. He'd been pestering him about it for a week; to see the big blue. Which...Now, that he was looking at it, didn't seem that blue. Though people were right in saying that it was big.

The little blue-skinned toddler had caught sight of Cailean. He bounded over to her, having trouble running in the loose sand. "Hi!" He waved as he made his way to her. "Whatcha doing?" He'd made it to her side, and gave a cute tilt of his head as he looked over the piece of paper she was looking at. It wasn't in Elvish, or in any language he knew, so... "What'th that?" In his eagerness to know what she was doing, he didn't introduce himself.

Zee wasn't exactly happy to be at the beach; but unlike his son, he was wonderfully dressed, and well disguised. He looked much more like a teenager than the prince he might have been. If only he hadn't been navy, he would have been able to pull it off. He sat against a large piece of drift wood; it wouldn't be long before Devin wanted to go home anyway.

Devin had never gone on a treasure hunt before, but he'd heard of them from his older cousin. Pirates went on them, and sometimes when they found treasure, they would hide it again so no one found it. Did that make this girl a pirate? "Treathure? Thure, I help," he said with a nod and a smile. Now he was remembering his manners. "I Devi," said Devin. "What your name?"

Daddy had always told him not to talk to strangers, but if he knew her name, she wasn't stranger...Was she? "Where your treathure?" He asked, before frowning slightly. He'd realized too late that he'd just asked a bad question. If she knew where the treasure was, she wouldn't have been looking for it. "What'th your treathure like?" That was a better question. If he knew what it looked like, it'd be easier to find. Or so he thought; he still hadn't quite grasped the concept of not being able to see what was under the ground.

"Okay, Cai," Devin said cheerfully. Cailean the Terrible sounded like a mean name, anyway; and he'd always been told to be polite. "Golden and deliciouth?" Devin repeated with a slight frown. Treasure could be eaten now? Or did she mean another kind of delicious? The only kind of golden delicious he knew of were golden apples. "What ith your treathure?" He asked, with a cute tilt of his head and a smile.

He paused, and craned his neck to take another look at the map. "I thure we find it," he told her. "We jutht look for..." he leaned in to whisper, as if he thought other people might be listening, "A big X. X markth the thpot!" At least, that was what Josh had told him. "X thouldn't be hard to find. We find and thare, right?" He was apparently oblivious to the fact that pirates normally didn't share.

"Maybe the water made the X go away," Devin said with a slight frown. "It made my thand cathtle go away. Rain wathh it away, in thandbox." He'd worked so hard on that sand castle, too. Not that you would have been able to tell what it was by just looking at it. "Wanna look there, anyway?" He asked, with a slight tilt of his head. He liked the idea of taking home treasure, maybe he could give some to Mommy when he saw her next.

Devin slowly, and rather clumsily made his way to the patch she'd gestured to. He wasn't used to walking on sand. It sunk down beneath him, and made him feel like he was going to fall each time. "Where you think you put it?" He asked, looking towards his new friend.

Devin nodded towards his new friend. "Thure," he said, before he frowned slightly. Pirates, especially captains, were known for putting off the work on someone else. "Hey, you gotta dig too." It was only fair, right? He didn't even know if he'd be getting a share of this treasure, why should he do all the work?

Devin moved over to where she pointed, and carefully took off the gloves he'd been wearing. He put a hand to the sand and shivered. It was cold! The sand had absorbed water and in the fall weather, it made it seem even colder. "Are you thure you put it here?" he asked, with a slight plead in his voice. He hoped she hadn't. Though, there was a brightside. At least his hands wouldn't be going blue in the cold.

Devin kneeled down into the sand, rather unhappily. He for one, was not used to getting dirty. He might not have minded it so much if she was sure where she'd put the treasure, or if she'd promised to share... Still. He used one hand to scoop the sand, keeping one safely in his pocket. The sand felt grity and almost painful under his fingernails. He didn't like that at all. He kept scooping up sand, and putting it into a pile near the hole.

He was too young to understand that if you placed sand too close to a hole, it would fall back in and you'd have to dig it out again. But luckily, the sand was wet, and stood in the pile rather well.

Devin frowned as sand came down on him. He apparently did mind getting dirty. Though his frown was quickly replaced with a look of confusion when he saw what looked like a plastic bag in the sand. He stared. Wasn't treasure supposed to be in treasure chests? That was what Joshua had told him. But then Cailean was a very little pirate.

Did that mean she didn't have a chest? He wondered. He continued to dig, uncovering the bag with each handful. "What is it?"