Gossamer stretched out in the late afternoon sun. The summer sunlight had warmed the beach and it was like laying on a giant heat pad. Perfect for the aching muscles after her routine workout. Day by day she was settling back into the rhythm of life in the Armada and setting her sights on obtaining the rank of Lieutenant unless it should be decided she was better off helping elsewhere within the empire. Ásta was nearby, sniffing around for crabs and other seafood she could snack on while they rested. Gossamer half considered joining in but she was so content in her warm patch of sand she couldn't bring herself to move just yet.

After his mama had shown him how much fun it was to go swimming, he was eager to go back to the beach and play in the waves. Granted, he was probably supposed to make sure he brought a parent with him when he went, but that wasn't exactly part of his thought process. Instead, he ambled his way down to the water in the heat of the afternoon and stared out at the water. Time to splash! He raced headlong into the surf and leaped as high as he could before he hit the waves. It felt like he was soaring, even if he didn't actually manage to make it that high. He crashed down into the water with paws outstretched and let out a squeal of delight when the sudden cold soaked into his fur. He was never gonna get sick of this! Soaked to the bone in freezing water, the chubby little pup raced along the shore and kept to the edges of the surf. Splashing sea foam every which way and giggling with delight, he absolutely did not notice that he wasn't alone until the very last second. Just in time to nearly bulldoze a bright orange fox that was foraging along the water's edge. He did manage to avoid a collision, but the poor thing was definitely not spared the onslaught of cold water that he was flinging about as he went. Skidding to an awkward stop, he turned about to circle back. "I'm sorry!!" he barked, scampering over with ears back and checking to see how angry the strange fox was about the impromptu salt water bath. "speech"

Gossamer jerked her head to the side at the sound of a large splash. She watched the pup racing along the water's edge and realized it was one of her younger siblings. Having just got settled back into the Armada there was a bunch she had missed including getting properly introduced to the newest litter. She felt a stab of regret at not being there for the birth. As a healer she felt she'd could have been of help. Oh well, not use crying over spilled blood.

She barked out a laugh as the pup splashed Ásta, sending the fox scurrying farther inland to shake out her coat. "Easy, there! I prefer to stay dry thank you," the fox squeaked. Gossamer got to her feet and padded over to the pair. "Hey there, what's your name? I'm Gossamer, your older sister, and this is my friend Ásta."