Ankyra Sound days turn, faster than a minute

she nods seriously at her mother's advice, though her attention is quickly torn away from the creature when mama moves to step into the surf. her gaze widens a fraction, and she'd much rather stay where she is, thank you very much, but there is an undeniable curiosity that propels her further. 

she ghosts after her mother, echoing her motion with a quick, almost violent duck of her head under the surface, pulling it up again just as quickly. blinking against the stinging in her eyes, and trembling slightly, she looks to her mother for approval none the less.