The Sentinels just like a moonlight and a tide

@Andromaque !

The woman stepped peacefully through the corpses of the deadened trees, the ashy bark and carpet of the small forest producing a crisp crunch beneath her paws. As the trees of the forest were just the remains of what once grew there, her view to the sky was mostly clear, sunlight drifting downward through blackened branches. And though among trees was not her favorite setting in the world, especially as it reminded her of her short time spent living with her cousins- a once happy memory turned bitter, she could still hear the not-too-distant song of the sea's waves, and so she was content.

She came across a couple of mossy rocks, being warmed by the filtered sunlight. She climbed comfortably up onto one. The moss felt good in comparison to the roughness of the messy forest floor, and so she laid down to sunbathe in spite of the rather cold air. As Huā took a glance at her fur, she noticed its absolute raggedyness- and usually she didn't care enough to bother, but she had nothing better to do, so she began to lap at her pelt to neaten it up. The salt water that had dried into her fur made washing harding as she winced at the taste. "哎呀," She swore out loud and gave up. Instead she started to doze off, her eyelids falling slowly.