Sequoia Coast life can only mean hardly anything

open only to @Saena , @Dante and/or @Lasher if you have time <3
(Hopefully more than one will :x)

float - the neighbourhood

[size=medium]"I let my heart go, it's somewhere down at the bottom"[/size]

[size=small]While some rejoiced on the gift of new life, others mourned.
It had not been jealosy what had driven the young girl to leave her spot at the Plateu. It had been the instant she had felt the chilling touch of abandonment once more what had made her certain that no matter how much she tried, she would always be a shadow in the Plateu. A shadow to the puppies to come, a shadow to the other priorities her mother Blue Willow had, and a shadow to her past.
A past that like her gangly and unkept fur reeked of negligence.

Since her departure, Amelie's life had turned around completely; unfortunately not for the best.
Her eyes, that had once been fervently filled with life and curiosity had been drained from their light, leaving nothing but a blank, ambiguous stare to remain. And while she had tried to set her life back on track again, she had not been favored by the harsh weather. Food was scarce, a rotting corpse had become a rare delicacy for the skeletal female, who despite knowing the rancid meat was no good had no other choice.And while the thought of crawling back to the Plateu with her tail between her legs had crossed her mind several times she had abstained. She did not want to be a burden to anyone but herself.

With her nose close to the floor, the gaunt bag of bones and fur that had become of the girl entered the realms of the Sequoia Coast. She had not frequented the place as there was never much to pick from the ground but now, after going two days without eating and failing to find anything to feed on in the forest she decided to move along, her paws dragging slightly across the sand as she moved.

She had visited the place before, on much happier times and under nicer terms.
It had been this the scenery that Blue had chosen for the girl's first Healing lesson; this sudden flashback caused the female's nose to scrunch, not in disgust but in a feeling of deep pain. She jerked her head to the side, her eyes suddenly falling on the rippling waves that hugged the shore and called her with their soft gurgling.

Each step she took towards the water was more liberating than the previous one, slowly, as the white foam of the waves licked her ankles she allowed herself to relax. She stood there for a moment, simply breathing in the salty odor of the sea and feeling it crash against her skin. Then with fierce determination she began to walk further in, until her feet could no longer touch the mushy bottom.

With her legs kicking below the surface and her chin sticking poorly out of the water she began to try to move with the waves like a driftlog. But it was as she tried to conquer one of the largest waves that her nose went momentarily under. She jerked her snout out of the water, but could not avoid the other upcoming wave from entering her nostrils with a fiery burn.

Now, with her nasal canal made an inferno and the angry waves still rattling her like a ragdoll, Amelie went under again. She battled ardously, never stopping to trash her legs in an attempt to pull herself up again, but the unforgiving fingers of the wave had wrapped around her neck and her ankles, pulling her down every time her nose neared the surface and ignoring the bubbles that escaped from her mouth as they struck each time.

Then as if the sea had suddenly felt like drowning the girl was not a good entretainment it threw her against the shore again, smashing her limp body agaisnt the sand and leaving her there, simply coiled in the floor only to be licked ocasionally by the white foam that had called her in the first place.
Once again, she was fooled.
Once again she was,
Disposable.
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