u are the sun, i am the planets
Now this was something. The ebony sand seemed out of place with the palm trees lining the shore. The sea was frothy and dark, complimenting the gothic beach. Large paws spread across the soft sand, the tiny granules sliding between her toes. The sun was hidden behind clouds today, and the beach had a gloomy feel to it. Shining bellies of dead and rotting fish glinted in the low light. Faint scents of old carcasses drew her forth. Was there something interesting to eat out here? The beach was long. The fish that had turned up in the sand were minuscule and half buried. Not worth the energy to dig up and eat. She snorted disdainfully over the bloated body of one, before moving on. Maroon gaze roved over the landscape. There was an old den beneath the palm trees, long abandoned. It would provide shelter to anyone foolish enough to be caught out here in a storm. Today, there was only the distant threat of one. Surprisingly warm weather was more than welcome today. The water, when she veered to plod through the shallow waves, didn't bite the pads of her paws. Sure enough, the blubber coated corpse of a seal had washed up. The bitch had seen seals before, but had never bothered attempting to catch them. Going out on the ice floes to try and catch one seemed foolish at best. Now, though, it was time to feast. Snuffling cautiously at the corpse, she dared to take a bite. The oily flesh was unlike anything she'd tried in her young life.
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