Ankyra Sound And isn't it easy

Her body knew the rhythm of the ocean, and with each breath it took, rising in a surge, she rose above it and moved with the wave so that she could be swept and carried along with it. It was like floating on air, and much easier than fighting against it, though it had a stubborn will to push any who entered back to shore, unless gripped by an undertow or riptide. 

She laughed to see him, his pace his own and not one with the ocean, but her merriment was due to his charming inexperience, not his failure. So she tossed her head as the waves lifted her up the moment she released her paws willingly from the sand below the surface. "Seeee!" She breathed, her voice a piper's chant. "Ride with de waves, we float with de ocean, as she breathes," She said, surging forward again with a bound when the next wave surged beneath her. It carried her up, forward, and sideways as she relinquished her momentum and allowed the sea to propel her forward.