Almost violently the pink tongue laps upon onyx blazed lips, thirstier than before and unjustified of why the blue liquid tasted like a salt-lick, she turned her attention across the horizon. It was stunning, the most beautiful thing she had ever seen the waves crashing against the shallows in the distance. It was the roar and teasing hiss of the ocean that masked an approaching imposter. Lobes flattened startled, as a voice cut through the sounds of nature and into her mind. Eyes turned to gaze upon an older filly, bigger than herself, standing there talking about the ocean with a giggle laced voice. She too, was a stick barer- but hers glittered like the sky in a soft glow. Violet eyes beamed with courage as a smile tugged upon her lips in relief. Eyes turning off of her for a moment, as she asked her question about the ocean- her mind in a jumble of thoughts, as she now knew what the giant puddle of water was called."Yes, big blue puddle is Ocean?" She beamed, glad to have learned something new, dial turning to gaze upon the awkwardly built- but pretty filly that stood not so far way in the waves caress.

"It tastes ho-horrible." She managed to squeak her vocabulary into an sentence; before a rogue wave suddenly washed ashore, the power and force knocking her tiny physique upon the beach. A squeal of surprise erupted from her lips in a panic as she collected her long toned legs, staggering her now soaked self upon the shore, turning to look into the direction of the filly, not paying attention to where she was stepping, stumbling backwards and landing upon her rear, sitting as if a dog would on a lazy summers day.

Crack, snap.

The sound was soft, but to her it was as loud as thunder; one of the sand aliems she had so suddenly sat on grasped and pinched at her delicate tail fluff. In a screaming fit she lunged to her feet, kicking in a sandy wet mess back to the water, eyes alight in terror as the poor crab clung to dear life dangling and being kicked as she ran.

"THE ALIEM HAS ME! HELP!" She screamed loud; to others it would appear to be simple hilarity- a foal discovering crabs for the first time, considering them to be some extra terrestrial being as it held on to dear life while the child bucked around.

Prancing through the waves, she shook her hinds, swishing her tail to rid of the demon. "Get off me!" She pleaded, slamming on the breaks and turning to look at it as it squirmed about dangling from the tip of her fluffy tail.


"Talking."
'Thinking.'
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