Dragoncrest Cliffs briz sèl

Shadess coughs. The salt burns her eyes, burns her nose, burns her throat! 

Her brother is quick to her side in worry. Her mother scoops her up, setting the little red devil straight once more. Laughter fills her, she encourages her young. 

Shadess did not know if the sea was good just yet and Jadou seemed even less convinced of the statement. However, it was strong! It was beautiful! The child was nearly convinced now that her mother had been born directly of it, coming straight out of the water at birth. Especially so with how effortlessly she danced along the sands and took the waves head on. 

Shadess stumbled, the Earth melting from under her feet as the sea water took it away and pulled Shadess into its direction, beckoning her to it. She is happy here, as she danced around her mother's ankles and brothers and sister. Even Lucette's usual stare of daggers could not hinder her now.