She raced down towards the tide, snapping her jaws at the waves as the receded from her. She let out a loud laugh, head tipping backwards to keep the edges of her scarf from getting wet. When it started coming towards her again she turned tail and raced away, playing tag with the ocean. The sound of her bells joined in with her laughter, her tail spinning behind her at the thrill of the game. She may be a woman, but there was still a child inside of her. A wide grin spread across her face, and she turned to chase the wave again when she saw that it was still coming for her. Oh crap! Blue and brown eyes grew wide as she tried to take off, but in her clumsy manner, she tripped over her front paws. Landing face first into the sand, her hind end flew upwards before it slammed back down onto the ground. The water raced up and dampened her whole lower half, making her let out a squeal as she tried to pick herself up to her paws again. As the water pulled back, she was able to stand on her feet again, only that she was soaked and covered in sand. Scowling, she looked down at her now sandy scarf and dirty legs. Muttering a curse, she shook herself, but it still wasn't good enough. She was going to stink like salt water now! Growling, Jaelle made her way towards the rocks, picking her way up to try and find a tidal pool to rinse off in. Soon enough she found a deep one, deep enough to stand in. But before she could make her way into the pool, she looked down and saw all the life that was stuck in there. A sound of wonder came from her maw as she flopped down on her rump, bells giving one last call as she sat down. There were little fish swimming around in a circle, starfish and sea anemones clinging to the rock face. A crab scuttled back and forth, her gaze trying to follow it. Jay completely forgot about washing up, totally absorbed in the life inside the pool.
"SPEAK"
Unless otherwise stated, Giet (Goat the stoat) is always with Jaelle. He is grumpy and mean, and may not always say nice things.
