Legs lifted and fell as she made her way to the furthest edge of the lands. The ocean intrigued her, she couldn't deny it. Echos of the sloshing waters hit her ears before she'd even seen them. However, even before the sounds was the smell, or perhaps at the same time, who knew? She could smell the salt and hear the waves and slowly she felt the snow sink more and more until it was sand. Wet and dried and wet again. She crossed it to the waters and lowered her head, brushing her lips against the slow and creeping waters. They came up around her hooves and she then drifted back to sea. She lifted her head and looked along the water before pivoting back onto the sand and walking slowly along the water. Her body was relaxed but not lazily so. She didn't have a care in the world, after all. This was a new place, a new start for her. Granted it was cold here, where as before she'd been mainly in the forest and didn't have to worry about snow much thanks to the coverage. Now was different though.

Her mind did wander now and then as she thought about her mother. Where was she? Where had Amaya gone to? Over and over her mother had told her to refer to her as Amaya and not Mother as she often called her. But what was she to do? She was her mother, she couldn't help but refer to her as such. Bright eyes turned to the water in thought and she closed them slowly. She twists her head quickly then, and spears her dark horn through the air, and through the memories. She didn't want to think about things, to remember her mothers words. Amaya's words. She lipped the air, tasting the salt as though to distract herself from the thoughts. She looked around again, wondering if someone was near but she couldn't tell. She couldn't smell more than the salt in the air and the sounds were drowned out by the crashing waves. She relied on her sight but there was nothing there to see. At least it didn't seem like it.

She was nervous about being a new place now. She had no idea what to expect honestly but she wasn't scared. Life was full of ups and downs and twists and turns. The Earth was a prime example of that. The land was not smooth, it was bumpy and rough and had many different paths to it. Anemone admired the Earth, and many other parts of life. She felt the muscles around her eyes soften as a sort of inner smile crept over her. She was happy to be in this new place, with new experiences on the way. She had a lot to look forward to, really, in her opinion anyway. What other opinion mattered to her anyway? If she was looking forward to her new life then good, right? She thought so. She kept her slow pace as she walked along the beach, exploring it to see what this land had to offer.