Ocean's Breath Plateau Bled White

She'd never seen the ocean before.

It was hard to imagine something so big -- so all-encompassing. Everything had a beginning, but everything also had an end. However, from Wagtail's vantage on the ridge, the water seemed to run all the way up into the sky. It was like running into the edge of the world. 

There were new smells here. Weird birds to chase -- and she even found what looked like a giant armored bug. Whatever it was, it put up a decent fight before she turned it into breakfast. Crunch crunch.

"Look who's finally up," she muttered, rounding the hollow after a full morning of coastal activities.

Whip was pawing at the sleep in his eyes.

"It's not like you to be up before me," he rasped.

"Things change. I'm a dynamic creature, Dad," replied Wagtail. "Come on -- let's go to the beach and look for some easy breakfast."