Stavanger Bay Don't be afraid if there's no wind in my hair

Reverie had found a... a...
Something. A starfish, though she couldn't know it, washed up along the shoreline. At first she was only curious, circling the strange thing and leaving a ring of pawprints in the sand around it as she sniffed tentatively over it. Harmless enough, she thought — but then it started to move.
It came alive with fluid movements that somehow disturbed Reverie on a deep level. It started to — to crawl! She let out a little shriek and jumped back, ears pinning. No! she thought, channeling Blossom for a moment; at that thought her fear broke, and she giggled, reaching out with a paw to poke at the slow-moving creature. When that proved safe enough, she followed with her nose, and found herself delighted with the texture. She wondered next if she could eat it! But didn't dare try, lest she accidentally poison herself.