

It had been many tides since Haluk and his mate Sabah had been isolated from their kin, that fateful day when an entire island crashed down on their home. In the panic that had followed, they'd been separated from their only daughter, Kelebek. They'd had to flee for their lives, and amid the chaos, they'd become separated from...everyone.
Starved and exhausted, the pair had found a cave to stay in, to rebuild their strength enough to go on. When they'd emerged the next day and explored their new surroundings, there hadn't been even a ripple of activity. Everyone they knew, their friends, their Queen, their beloved daughter. Everyone was gone. Either they hadn't made it, or were scattered to the four currents. Their proud civilization, fallen.
They'd explored a fair amount, to be sure. They'd ventured as far away from their cave as they'd dared, looking for other Naiad, but to no success. So Haluk and Sabah had made a life for themselves. They filled their cave with pretty trinkets, hunted and gathered for food, spent each night in the warmth of one another's embrace. It was a comfortable living, and they weren't unhappy. Sabah had cultivated quite a garden of plant life. Haluk finally found a taste for vegetation. It would be somewhat idyllic if it weren't for the loss of their daughter. They thought of her often. They preferred not to believe that she'd been lost to the sea, but rather that she'd found a cave like theirs to inhabit, had made friends with fish like she always did, and was making a life for herself, just like they were. Maybe she'd even found a group of Naiad to be with. That would really be best. She'd been a sweet girl, but always a little odd.
This morning was like all the others since they'd been living in this cave, but Haluk and Sabah had no idea that their life was about to be turned upside-down.
Teigra