STAY IN YOUR LANE BOY || sand dollar collecting

[Seakit Roux.]

IF MY LIFE IS GOING

TO MEAN ANYTHING,

I HAVE TO LIVE IT

MYSELF.

tiguar . young . he/him
demigod of the deep

When it came to sea related objects, it was easy for the brightly colored beta. He could dive deep within the ocean's waters, thriving for long periods of time where his body would utilize gills and act like a fish. As cool as the things he could bring were, there was nothing that beat the joy of finding a whole sanddollar on the beach. He'd gotten up early this morning to go searching, a large pile of mostly whole sand dollars showing how much work he'd put into it. Still, none that didn't have imperfections.

It was with great joy that he held one up in the air, freshly lifted from the sand. Allowing the water to rush over it and clear it of any sand, he held up a fully whole sand dollar. "Hell yeah!" he cheered, a massive grin on his maw. Carefully moving over to his pile, he set the perfect sand dollar next to his other pile.