Dragoncrest Cliffs i desire and i crave

first puppy outing! aw! can be single post or RO, tags are for ref or to join :) 

erzulie could not recall a time when they had not done this.
with the help of @Rosalyn, she half-carried, half-guided @Aminthe and @Quennell through the meadow and to the mouth of the tunnel. they huddled against their mothers during the passing-through, and then light blossomed before their eyes.
this beach could only be reached in such a manner.
she nudged each of them in turn. before them, golden sand studded with shells and small sea-creatures, along with a collection of tidepools. and beyond, the edge of the sea from which they would be guarded for now.
"welcome to de water," the obsidian murmured with a grin to her wife.

Aminthe was beyond excited for this new adventure. Her mother's had taken her and her brother from the den and brought them to a place she had never seen before. 

The seastar's eyes were wide with wonder as she took in the endless water. They had stopped a good distance from where the water touched the wet sand, but the tiny girl wanted to be closer; she wanted to see what the water felt like on her skin. She could smell the salt and brine from where they were, but it wasn't enough.

She suddenly bounded forward, her sight set on where the sea moved back and forth across the shore. She was running faster than she ever had before, and she hoped she could make it before one of her mother's snatched her up or before she tumbled over her uncoordinated puppy legs.

it was a very fun time for the boy who dared to test every boundary. when he was not being carried, he dared to dash on oversized paws, making ahead of his female fronted family. only to wear himself out and found himself being carried again. a cycle that repeated until they finally made it.

while his sister made a mad dash to get into the water, quennell found himself content at its edge. snipping puppy teeth along the edge of waves that made it inland, finding his mouth soured with the taste.

a fierce foe he had found!

erzulie grinned and tilted her shoulder against that of her mate. "of course!" and then she was off, truly running, stride overtaking aminthe. the obsidian scruffed her against the sand for a light moment and then released. "de sea will take you away faster den you can blink, aminthe." she tilted her head sternly. "you go dere when your mamans decide you are ready."
her face smoothed once more. "do not worry. i will take you to de edge. let us go to your brot'er."

She was so focused on her mission, that she didn't sense her mother closing in behind her. Suddenly she was stopped and pinned against the sand, her scruff held firmly but gently between Erzulie's teeth. 

She was only just starting to understand the words that she heard around her, but she knew enough to get the gist of what her mom was saying—the sea was dangerous and she should be careful. She was momentarily discouraged, wondering why they were here if she wasn't to go in the water. 

It was only when her mom mentioned her brother and going to the edge that her gaze found Quennell where he battled the foam of the waves. 

Aminthe stood and shook her coat, the movement causing her to fall back on one hip. But she was up again and trotting towards her brother, curious now about what he was doing.

quennell promptly became seafoam speckled. whatever foam didn't wet his baby furs painted him with frothy foam and sandy grains. he would be a disaster to clean, sorry moms.

puppy barks erupted from him as he alternated between nips to the foam and smashing oversized paws into it. he only ceased for a moment when the rest of his family arrived. greeting his mother and sister with a wide grin and rapid whip-like movements of his tail.

see!

quennell was excited. erzulie was pleased by aminthe's obedience. the sea must be respected. her wrath was fierce and it did not spare even those who had dwelt beside its waters all their lives. she nosed them both, chuckling at the sand already matted into her son's fur.
"loko an' maman rosalyn be much de same," she crooned to them both. "to be of sapphique is to wear salt an' sand all of your days."
she extended her forepaws into the seafoam, encouraging aminthe to do the same.

Aminthe needed little coaxing to jump into the seafoam. It looked soft, and she wanted to see how it felt. So she leaped in the next time the water brought the foam close. 

She was covered in foam, water, and sand once the wave receded, and she burst out in giggles. Foam! she said loudly, looking at both her brother and her maman. She was having so much fun here that she forgot about getting into the water. 

The next time the wave returned she slapped her paw into the foam, attempting to direct the splash at her brother with another giggle.

starr lemme know if the assumption isn't okay <3

while maman took care of aminthe, quennell would find his way to his other maman @Rosalyn. just as eager to show off to her how valiantly he had fought the foamy waves.

his puppy barks would continue as he pranced circles around her.

hopefully engaging in play with her, even if it did not involve the sea anymore. he adored both maman, but it was always easier to more adore the one who did not currently find themselves busy with his sister.

quennell danced to rosalyn.
erzulie focused upon aminthe. sea-daughter. saltwife even, one day.
for now her child called out a word and the obsidian laughed. "foam!" she repeated, lifting some in a white-sprigged heap and dotting aminthe's nose with it.
her own laughter lifted with that of the girl's own and traveled toward quennell and rosalyn.

Quennell seemed immune to her attempt to draw him into their teasing brand of play, but that was fine; Aminthe had Erzulie's full attention once her brother trotted back to her other maman. 

Her tiny tongue reached up to wipe across her nose when her mother put foam there. It was very salty, not good at all. Aminthe shook her head and her face scrunched in disgust. The offensive taste was easily forgotten, though, as there were other things far more interesting. 

Aminthe jumped into the foam, spurred by her maman's laugh. She dropped to the ground on her side and let the white fluffy stuff cling to her fur. For a second, she forgot about the taste and tried to bite some of the foam; she was quickly reminded how gross it was.