Oystercatcher Tide Pools do the journey, who are you?

Wisked away by the cold winds, she wandered off from the curious Wilds, but something drove this Maiden back. A feeling that crept up her the pit of her being, that found it haunting her heart and soul, she knew what one was trying to tell. Something was here. something she could not let her curosity go, for when she left, her mind drifted back to the extravagant lands.

Miriams paws lightly tread the fields of sand, where treasures laid in the pools as the waves drifted forward and back to abandon the unclaimed beauties. Wisps watched curiously as each new wave carried forth newer prizes, but took away what was previously there. Some clung to the pits, but all was to be taken back to the waves, and to the sea.

She watched, for an unknown amount of time.