Ocean's Breath Plateau The sound of little feet

She had started playing with a ball of clumped feathers she found, tossing it around seeing where it would go.

She would gently chase after it, like a cat to yarn. “Got it!” She yipped to herself, “mama mama see!!” She brought it over to her mother. Proudly.

She dropped the feather ball in front of her, then distractingly looked around for her siblings. Was Rosa playing with seaweed?