Flier foot

Jynn trotted along the sparkling sands of the beach. Fontamo Bay was a lovely place. There were large branches of drift would here and there along with a number of seashells. Some were red, others gold and some purple. She wished she'd brought along a bag to gather some of the shells. At the moment the tide was out, but small rivulets remained where the ocean had cut miniature streams into the sand. The ocean water grew a darker shade of blue the farther it stretched out toward the horizon. The sky was clear and brilliant blue though off to her west she could see a row of clouds moving in, some were white and others a deeper blue, almost gray. One section of clouds was growing into a tower, filtering the sun's rays. That was to be expected with spring storms moving into Auster. To her left there was a sheer, deep brown cliff and out into the bay she could see three islands, each covered in greenery. Oooo she'd need to go swimming out there!

Jynn continued walking until she spied a black-pelted woman. She called out to get the woman's attention. "Hello! It's a lovely day isn't it? My name is Jynn, what's yours?"