some tired island In your heart called Paradise

Bay air wafted against scent against scent, making all of the atmosphere go rather distasteful with the smells. Tall pristine woman marched across the sand, and without the sea, it would be a barren desert. No chance that there had been much water around here this time around the year. Bending down, the salty texture that entered her mouth, bothered her so, and though she spit it out. Vixen blue eyes observed the nearest place she could find and while she was doing so, and relaxing for once, there was a rather large shove against her side. Loosing her balance for a second before enhancing it once more, a brow raised as she stretched her neck down to admire what had caught her off guard.
Ivory coat illuminated well with the sunning tones that were well with rays as of today, though then came the night, swirling the appendages of the figure that she instantly recognized as it lifted it's head. A pup?.. And she only had to look at least an inch closer to keenly see what he was holding. A starfish. Backing away to give him room to stand, the woman spread out her words like writing lyrics on a plain sheet. "May I ask what exactly you're doing?"
"speech!"