Mudminnow River under pressure

Aoife explained why one might hate themselves, and Dawn replied with a sound of understanding. She did understand, she found; sometimes, her anger was directed at herself when she slipped up, couldn't be the rule abiding girl her brother wanted her to be and her father would likely appreciate. 

her ears twitched uneasily when the girl's demeanour changed. surely she wouldn't let her down; not when she had glimpsed an idea of an exciting adventure. but a smile broke out on the girl's face, and Dawn's face echoed it. "Hell yeah!" she burst, grin etched on her face. then her maw dropped in an "o" as had Aoife's minutes ago. "The coast...as in the ocean?" she put the words together now, and her grin returned as she realised that that was, in fact, true.