Cerulean Cape i like turtles

The scent of saltwater reached his nose long before he saw it. At first, he thought it was a trick of the wind, something strange and unfamiliar, but as he trotted onward, the smell grew stronger, carried by the breeze. His heart quickened with curiosity. The forest had always been his world—dense, quiet, familiar—but this... this was something else. Something vast and open, like nothing he’d ever known.

And then, just as the first rays of the setting sun kissed the earth, he emerged from the last stretch of trees.

Before him stretched a vast expanse of sand, rolling out to the edge of the world. The beach was alive with the sound of waves crashing against the shore, each wave a booming reminder of the power of the sea. The sky was painted with hues of orange and pink, the sun sinking low behind the distant horizon. Firefly stood frozen for a moment, eyes wide, absorbing the view. The sea, so endless and unyielding, stretched farther than he could see, its surface shimmering under the golden light. The sound of the water was both calming and thrilling, as if the world was breathing in time with him.

He stepped forward tentatively, his paws sinking slightly into the cool, soft sand. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but the moment his toes touched the sand, something inside him shifted. It was warm, a different kind of warmth than the earth had ever offered, and it pulled at him, urging him to go further.

With a burst of excitement, Firefly broke into a run, his paws kicking up the sand behind him. The wind whipped through his fur, and he howled in delight, a sound that echoed over the waves. He ran for what felt like hours, the rhythm of his feet matching the pulse of the tide, until exhaustion caught up with him. Panting and laughing, he flopped onto his back, gazing up at the sky.

This—this was freedom.