Oystercatcher Tide Pools do the journey, who are you?

Though internally felt startled, a white gaze calmly turned back toward the unfamiliar voice of another maiden. She questioned what was to be found, though she yet to actually grab any of the treasures, only watching them being drawn back to the sea, where they belong. Miriam shook her head at the other, softly replying, "They change with each wave." If one wasn't quick enough, the treasure was to leave. But a shame to grab them, as the ocean created such beauties. She was to leave them, and watch each new wave.