Blackwater Islands head Her warnings

The little girl's form was heaving with her bodies refusal to keep the ocean in any longer. Salt water ran from her nose until the young sprite was drained of the liquid. Shakily, she stood. Her mother's question weighed on her, "I-I don't know momma...I just wanted to explore...." She looked upon the ground guiltily - unable to meet her mother's gaze. She knew she had been wrong to go off on her own, but she could not help herself when it came to the salty air and crashing waves.