Ocean's Breath Plateau got a dollar to my name and some hours to burn

yes, play! he gave low, encouraging whoops as his father had before, cheers and bellows to hearten their spirited game. the seal hunter boy bounded off a few paces, tail raised high with the shore breeze paddling it along like a propeller.

he flung dirt and sand, yaps and brotherly snarls sent to the air in the same manner as done with siblings. he snatched one of the nearby hooves deposited as a toy before flinging it towards the other child with a lively rumble.