Coconut Grove I looked in the mirror, I'm different

I feel like, with this one, it has to be aw. Can easily archive as a ro though if no one picks it up <3

Setting - the lovers, the hierophant
Situation - The Chariot
Outcome - IV of pentagrams, strength

Fennec didn't intend to come back to the wilds, at least not anytime soon. But she found herself there anyway, on a familiar sandy beach, with the sounds of seagulls croaking around her and the ghost of familiar company in her thoughts. She was sitting on the sand and turning something over between her paws, playing with it and running her claws over the familiar texture. It was a section of a coconut shell.

She'd been to the beach a few times but she had never been swimming. The trip to the island didn't count for much, and as she listened to the waves, she wondered what it was like. How did the water feel when it made that sound? How different was it, or could it even be, from the rivers back home? Wherever that was.

She was going to find out. Fennec strode resolutely into the waves without much hesitation, just a wince at how surprisingly cold it was. At first it felt like the water played with her ankles, but the further out she went, the more insistent that rolling power was.

She lost her footing once and went under, but it wasn't really all that frightening. It was exhilarating. She came up sputtering, then laughing, as she charged through the water and tried to chase the feeling of the waves and keep her footing in the pull. She wasn't sure why, but something about knowing one wrong move could see her trapped and drowning... it gave her a level of confidence she hadn't felt in a long time.

She could have been, and should have been, dead a thousand times over by now. But she wasn't.

Fennec let the tide push her onto the sand and followed the momentum, driving headlong into a flock of seagulls and sending them scattering around her with a whoop. Their cries, and wingbeats, filled her ears and for a moment she couldn't even hear the water anymore. This moment was the only one that existed and, despite being completely alone, she felt better than she had in months. She felt free.