Sound of the Waves

Isabella laughed watching the dolphin clap its fins together. What playful creatures they were, and it seemed they must have had some kind of kinship with wolves, or at least land dwellers since they did breath air and seemed so willing to interact with those on land. Reaching her nose forward she gladly touched that of the dolphin, it was so odd. The creature was soft, smooth and warmer than she would have thought for something that spent its life in the water. She worded what it thought of her leathery nose and fur as the dolphins departed to go deeper into the waves.

Following Esper to the shore she shook out her coat at a far enough distance not to get Esper wet again. Finding a place near her she steeled into a sitting position as the sun shone on her from above and the wind ran playful fingers though her hair. It was a plesant way to dry off and in good company too.

Isabella looked to the black female at the question, watching her look to the heavens. Looking to the sea she thought over her answer. "Yes honestly, I've always wondered what it was like to live in the Ocean and truly be a part of it. Sometimes I wonder how preythings live, but that is easy to find out just by following them for a day, and I doubt I would like such a life. The life of a bird seems to careless, always going this way and that, no real home but flying would be interesting. I have not thought of being a flea, but the thought is indeed interesting. To be so small, live on a scale unlike our own. What a great forest our coats must be to them." Though she spoke elegantly her relaxed mood and curiosity was alive in her voice.