The day was bright and warm, the skies clear and blue overhead. Spread before her was water, white capped waves as far as the eye could see. It was not the first time that Vinati had seen the ocean, but ever since that first fateful day, she had found herself drawn to it. It was beautiful and ever-changing, though she doubted that most would be able to see the subtle differences with each passing day. She, though, was an aspiring artist, and her perception of the world was particularly keen. She could see the way the hues shifted from a deep sapphire to a light teal to a dark grey, all depending on the water's mood. In many ways, the young filly thought of the sea as a living creature, and in many regards, she was right to do so.

Her mother had warned her not to stray too far into the water, warning her of the undertow that threatened to pull even the largest of warriors out to sea. Indeed, when the two-month-old princess stepped into the waves, she could feel the water sucking and pulling at her hooves. Even as young as she was, Vinati was fairly well acquainted with death and its consequences - she could see ghosts, after all - and so she listened to Sohalia's warnings, staying well clear of the strong tides. It was of her limited naive youthful opinion that some of the most beautiful things were also the most dangerous. Why, just look at her ave!

The girl had come to stand upon the rocky shores of the beach again, wandering here and there and admiring the varying shades of blue before her. She wanted to stay long enough to see the sun set - that was her favorite time of day, when the ocean danced a fiery orange and the skies reflected its effervescence. For now, though, she was content to follow the shore, skipping this way and that, periodically stopping to see what kinds of shapes she could draw in the sand if she dragged her hoof just right.

And so it was that she found the lass that she would one day come to know as her half-sister.

The filly, even younger and smaller than Vinati, was seemingly entranced by something out to sea. As the little sand princess made her way closer, she glanced over the waves to spy some kind of odd creatures surfacing, their fins sticking into the air. A small gasp escaped her just as the younger girl nickered; Vinati's attention turned back to her newfound companion, a wide grin on her face. "Hello!" She kept one ear tilted towards the ocean, peeking every now and then towards the smooth, fish-like creatures in the water. "Whatcha doin'?"

Talk.