Hang the Moon had never thought her travels would take her to such an interesting place! The sea was something she'd heard of from other kin but it wasn't something she'd ever thought she'd see for herself. The trek had been long and arduous, but she'd somehow made it to the sandy shores of the ocean.She found herself spending her days simply staring out at the endless water. She'd tried drinking it but was quick to discover it wasn't palatable and was probably the source of the smell in the air. Still, it was fascinating to watch. The water rose and fell as the day came and went, there were creatures she'd never seen before scurrying and swimming around the shallow pools left behind in the rocks when the water went out. The sunsets were spectacular and the night sky was so easy to see over the vast water. She could see herself getting lost in time here, spending far too much of it this way.
Perhaps she'd stay for the summer months, she thought to herself as she wandered slowly along the edge of the sand where the waves washed up, occasionally soaking her hooves before they ran back to the sea. Her plants had been doing well on their own and she'd planted them in very strategic spots where water was always available to them. It would be a good test to see if they could survive on their own for a while without her weekly tending.
Yes...a nice rest here would do her well. And once the chilly air began to blow, she'd return to make her harvest.
Errant Thought was thoroughly pleased with his surroundings - he'd never been to the seashore before, and while the breeze was...frankly disastrous for his locks, there was a certain tang in the air that was spectacular...and there was something almost mesmerizing about the repetitiveness of the ebb and flow of the waves as they lapped at the shore. Watching a small crab try to drag an even smaller piece of debris into a hole in the sand, he smiled slightly, wondering if there were any kin who lived in the area - and if so, what were they