[Sam260]

A strong gust of wind picked up and a white feather, from a dove or something, flitted past Marshall. His eyes tracked it as the small feather fluttered across the white sand, but then his eyes were caught on the shadowed figure. He smiled as he turned to look up at the man standing just feet away from him "I thought I'd never see you again... Am I staying alive today?" Marshall asked as he stood. The man was presently shirtless, muscles were sweaty from just sitting out in the sun, he was lightly burned but not too badly; his shorts came up to his knees. Tattoos glistened under the sunlight "I've felt this strange presence the past few days... Had that been you? Have you been watching me? Are you afraid that I'm still on death's doorstep?" Was he asking too many questions of Cael? He felt like he was "I'm... glad to see you again, Cael. Whatever the reason."