* crunch / eating sands

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EXP: 16%

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NAME: ... ¦ GENDER: ? ¦ LEVEL: 2 ¦ ♡: 1
STR: 1 ¦ DEF: 1 ¦ CON: 1 ¦ DEX: 1 ¦ INT: 1
PER: 2 ¦ CHR: 1 ¦ AGL: 1 ¦ WIL: 1 ¦ LCK: 1

Careful gaze on the sands as they presses against Their warm belly and limbs. Forepaws pat the bay, unconsciousness in the continuous motions, gentle with a certain rhythm to it—whish, whash, whish, whash, whish, whash. A pattern of the shores singing to Their world in rich gold. They glances over to the spot where They recalled the white kit digging a hole there, resulted in some sands flying into Their mouth and tasted the kick of the ocean for the first time since They arrived in the Typhoon...

Since ever.

Curiosity gradually slips into celestial mind. At first, They lets it burn for a bit while They watches the shores, however, it eventually becomes too bright for Them to ignore it. With forepaws now quivering, They creates a small pile of the sands before Them and tilts Their head. They blinks at it a couple of times before They immediately takes a bite out of the pile. The familiar sensation kicked Them, though, this time, They didn't spit it out. Instead, They lets it remain within mouth as They plays with the taste, grimacing after each few seconds.

Eyes now full of tears, They releases a small sneeze. Some sands released suddenly from sore mouth, yet, unfortunate is still held between Their teeth.

( * Sands ▼  )