Stavanger Bay Code Black

For @Astaroth.

Chest heaving, she expelled a sigh, releasing wispy plumes which vanished in the crisp winter air. Behind her was the backdrop of the small stretch of forest. Turning her head, she contemplated it silently with moon colored eyes. They narrowed, lips pursing into a thin line. It reminded her of home. Just as the transition of grass to sand beneath her pads did. Not of her current home, but of her birthplace. And she didn't like it. 

So why had she even bothered to come out all this way? Perhaps on some subconscious level, it was to face her past. Not that doing so would ever change anything. Her muzzle wrinkled as she tried to adjust - to accept the salty tang of the air. She might never get used to it, but at least this slice of paradise truly wasn't where her life all went wrong. It was almost kind of nice, she decided, as she padded forward just enough to let the oceanic water lap at her toes.