Singing Sands

Faite had fallen in easily behind Regulus' leadership, allowing the red boy to plow ahead and lead the way. He blazed a trail through the underbrush, and Faite followed behind, content to rest within his shadow. He could gather the lion's share of the attention - and indeed, when he tripped and went sprawling, Faite allowed herself a small smile. It wasn't intentionally cruel, but if one messed up while in the spotlight, well, others were bound to notice. Which was why Faite was more than content to follow behind Regulus and let him mess up. Her gaze remained focused on her brother and mother, though Faite kept one ear pricked towards Zuriel at all times, paying attention to her sister as much as she could.

It came as a small shock to the youngster when her paws hit the sand, and she drew up for a moment, anxious blue and gold gaze focusing on her mother. Would their mama have taken them somewhere dangerous? It took Faite a few moments to ascertain that the sand was as safe as any other ground, but once Regulus had charged ahead without suffering any harm, Faite too stepped forward, muzzle crinkling slightly at the strange sensation. Curiously, she sniffed at the ground, sneezing slightly when some of the grains of gritty dirt went up her nose.

Nodding eagerly when her mother told her not to go too deep into the water, Faite padded forward cautiously, ears pinning back for a second when the water reached her paws for the first time. It was cold! And it smelled salty, to say the least. Faite was almost tempted to taste the water, but if it was anything like the gritty dirt, she wanted no part in it. And so Faite was content to frolic a little in the water, bounding up to Regulus and splashing a small amount towards him as he played with his find. She was careful not to splash enough that it would get near his eyes or nose, as it smelled rather unpleasant, but the playful grin on her face invited Regulus to return the action. Would he play with her in this strange water?

"Burn Baby Burn"