I'm Crying, How Sweet The Sound -- Open

[SirDio]

Medusa

Wading along the shores of Palmclan territory, the Hybrid found herself staring out into the ocean. It was alluring, much like a siren, capable of pulling even the strongest and mightiest into it's deep blue. It was beautiful. It was about as deep as one can imagine and then some. It was terrifying, but calming. Cold but loving. Harsh but healing.

Cold water lapped at her shoulders now. But she didn't know.

The waves welcomed her, graced her body, tired by worry. The motion lulled her. Paws lifted from the ocean floor. They carried her a bit further from shore.

Suddenly, a yanking motion ripped her out from above the water, dragging her under. Her tired legs kicked into overdrive. She forced her head back above water as a wave crashed her under again. Holding her breath, she tried to swim back to shore. 'Stay calm - Don't panic.' She repeated the phrases in her mind but as she found herself drifting away from shore, the panic set in. Her legs kicked and kicked, spending precious energy. Eyes searching the shore, her heart sank - was no one going to save her? Hopefully she just couldn't see well among the panic of her mind, and someone was trying to figure out how to get to her. But couldn't most of Palmclan swim?

She found herself a dock's pillar, and gripped onto it for dear life. Climbing above the waves, she suddenly breathed in salt water, and she coughed. She kept coughing before her claws became slick and had issues scrabbling on the wooden pillar. She climbed further up, claws hitting the dock itself and hauling herself upon it. Shaking with panic and adrenaline, as well as cold, she dragged herself away from the edge of the dock, coughing out salt water. The ocean tricked her. It betrayed her.

Eyes blurring from either tears or salt water, she felt herself fall on the dock, heaving heavy breaths, too tired to try and move. She was safe, the dock was a safe spot. But the ocean wasn't. Not anymore.