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The beach was long, and the soft sands seemed endless on either side of her. Mati knew better to believe the illusion. They would end, and become the rocky shore of the Shattered Coast. But here, it was peaceful above and below. The sky held a blue she had not seem in some time, and if she let them her thought drifted to the romanticism that this place induced in her. Of course, as water splashed in her face Mati was awoken to reality.
The trio was now yelling, little voices trying to call over the constant crash of the low tide. Amata was now drinking from the salt laden waters, and Mati shook her at the pup with a stern look. They would all be sick if they drank the stuff. Purple eyes looked at the small brown pup, waiting for her to join in the sea water tasting herself. Being conscientious as she was, Cambria did not test it out, thankfully. The older wolf hung back, just enjoying the water that lapped at her legs. Her eyes drifted to the liquid horizon, but she did not let her mind take her from the present.
Her large body moved deeper in the water passed the two swimmers, shepherding the young pups back to the shore. A smile graced her face, and she moved to where the water reached her belly. Her eyes staying on Gotham for a few brief moments, hoping that he would get the hang of it. “Not too deep you two.” She paused and watched the cream hued pup, “Amata your good at swimming.” Mati spoke the thought aloud as she watched her drift with the current. Quickly she used her body to keep her from going too deep. Fear gripped her, her beat sinking at the thought of loosing the little pup, but her face remained calm and well as her voice. “Cambria its okay” Coxing the most timid of the three further into the water. As long as she didn’t go too far…