Blackbeak Bluff sleepy tea

for @Judith

Tsunami had spent the afternoon running to and fro, although, to or from nothing in particular. She had even run past the island, comfortable to leave it behind her for now. The rolling fields were an open invitation to joy, and she had little inclination to decline. She scarcely saw the drop ahead, skidding to a halt just in time to avoid certain demise. Fear trembled up her legs and they caved from beneath her, so she rolled onto her back to enjoy the sky instead.