Ocean's Breath Plateau fly a boat or float your favorite kite

They followed nothing but their whimsy, which led them now to the coast. Despite all their globetrotting, they had never seen the ocean before. It stoked such awe in Totoro that they seated themself on a dune overlooking a small bay and sat there for hours, simply gazing out to sea and trying to comprehend its vastness.

Around midday, the wind shifted and Totoro turned their head to the right, surveying yet another plateau. Wolves’ scents poured off it, indicating the presence of another pack. The sandy beach sloped upward so gently that it would be easy to drop by their borders and call for someone.

Rising and brushing the sand from their legs, Totoro began moseying in that direction, giggling a little at the way the sand sifted and shifted beneath their pale paws. Soon they stood just below the plateau, where its shadow might’ve been if not for high noon. Minding the nearby scent markers, they sent up a soft howl.