Blackbeak Bluff So this is what power looks like

Light green eyes fixed on the horizon, salty air in her nose, head in the clouds, Pearl felt a strong sense of joy that compelled her to laugh and tip her muzzle to the sky to loose a melodic howl laced with her joy and contentedness. Her deeper tones mixed with the crashing of the waves, declaring her freedom, happiness, and unknowingly a neutral invite to those near. 

Pearl's tail slowly waved back and forth on the ground, picking up the scent of the sea. It was so wonderful she could not stop herself from smiling and laughing. All that was to be done was jump in to truly get the taste of the ocean, but the logical part of her still told her no. There was no chance she would get back to shore, or even survive the swirling whitecaps. So she stayed, unknowingly waiting for company, but enjoying every second of her time on the Bluff.