elegance is over rated

Latalia was an odd one. She enjoyed things most would not. Her tan paws carried her into the crashing waves without a single care. Sure, it was winter. Sure, it was snowing. Yet, the woman flew into the waves without a second thought. Her body was slammed up against a rushing rave, she got tumbled back a few feet but she shook it off and slid in further. The woman began to run around, hopping over the waves. Her tan fur became a thick mop around her. The usually thin coat was slightly shaggy due to winter. Though, the tiny lady, ravaged the water as if this was the last time she was gonna be able to experience it. Her paws sunk into the sand with each lopping stride. Her tail flopped around aimlessly upon her rear before a giant wave came forth and flapped down onto her. It carried her to the shore in a sandy, tangled mess. The woman sat there for a few moments. She got up, caught her breath and flew back into the water. It was a good day for waves, they were rather large and frequent. The girl dove into one wave before coming out the other end in elegance before another wave took her under. She paddled back up to see she drifted slightly, but she continued to play in the waves as if she were a fish.