Happiness comes in waves

Morganna couldn't offer a concrete answer to the other pup, after all, she hadn't almost died yet, so she just gave a shrug, "Tha's what I've heard anyway. I reckon it'd be more like going to sleep and not havin' a dream...", his other question required a bit more thought though.

"Way down south where we come from, there's a ring of stones tha' all stand in a circle, an' if yer go there at night, they glow... but that sometimes happens ter th' water in th' bay too. Ter get here, we had ter come past a big ol' castle and there was a stretch o' sand connectin' the two lands together. I dunno if I could pick just one..." She finally answered, rather truthfully. "If that's what I've seen, what am I missin'?"

She stood up and moved closer to the freezing waves, stepping close enough that the water lapped over her toes. It was painfully cold, but she didn't pull away, waiting just a bit longer until the digits numbed to the bite, leaving her to wonder what sort of fish lived in water so cold?