Shimmering Sands I have a very small mouth and only grabbed some of you

throwing a post in bc idk if ill have time tomorrow night hope that is ok - ill have her not see wylla yet and maybe raptor can spot her?

sandpiper had returned to where raptor had caught the urchin, her nose parting the water in small ripples as she searched the surface for any signs of the spiky cretin. a few times, she ungracefully chuffed up salt-water -- causing tears to sting her eyes and her nose to burn in revulsion. she coughed dryly and loudly -- and cursing her ineptitude for finding the quilled invertebrate, she collapsed into to the tidepool with a dramatic splash.

she was unaware that several hundred meters down the coast, an interloper traveled alongside her comrade. the wind was not in her favor, nor was it quiet -- all she could hear was the rush of the wind over the choppy sea and the loud slaps of water against the cold shores.