Dragoncrest Cliffs I'm all the way up

Though he loves the trees here, he is still not used to the sea. The salt air still felt strange on his body, trapped in his fur, wearing him down. He felt that weight in every part of the shoreline as he moved. It wasn't like an actual weight, more like he was swimming, a pull of something against his body. 

She speaks with reverence towards the ocean, about the cliffs. Hush snorts, looking uncomfortable at the thought of the cliffs. The ocean did not frighten him, but it did not fill him with awe. Disgust? He can't understand why he doesn't enjoy the ocean as the others do, but he does. He hums in response to her last phrase, at least agreeing with that.