Element smoothly turned his gaze to where his company was looking; the ocean. He felt as she relaxed some, and knew that the calming effect of the ocean was at work. Now, looking at the calm expanse of water, he could also feel himself relax and wind down from the events of the day. Element enjoyed the ocean; if was free flowing, uncontrolled. Nothing resisted it. Nothing controlled it. The ocean was its own being, wide and open to the world; full of life, yet so ferocious and full of vengeance. So destructive, yet, at times, it seemed hard to believe that the ocean could hurt anything. This was one of those times; small waves rolled off of the shore, making the ocean seem like a beautiful but still pool of water in which nothing dangerous resided. Of course, Element knew better; the ocean could and would claim all things, in the end.
He had heard sometimes that the effects of the ocean on skin was balneal; Element, however, was reluctant to try it. Like all cats, he didn't like to get wet, whether it was water from the ocean or not. Before he could think more on the subject, however, the wolf's words broke into his consciousness:
"Am I have to swim to get there?" Element furrowed his brows before smoothing them out again. This girl's improper use of grammar was getting to him, no matter how trivial it seemed. However, that would have to wait. He glanced out at the sea once more, watching the gentle waves lapping at the sandy beach. He then looked to the east, where the moon was rising steadily - there would be no traveling tonight, at this rate. But he wasn't focused on the moon; rather, he was looking at the range of mountains that collected itself far east, several miles away - the pup might not have been able to see them, but Element could. If they continued on east, they would reach the packs without getting their feet wet at all.
"No," he said, "You will not have to swim there." Although a nagging thought in Element's mind told him it was futile to try to teach this pup proper grammar right now, he still emphasized 'will not' in hopes she would catch on. He motioned to where the mountains rose in the east. "If we continue to walk east, we'll come to a large peninsula. That's where all the packs are." Element found it slightly strange that the packs would all cluster in a single bit of territory, when the world was so enormous - he knew they fought a lot, and he knew they had feuds just like any group of animals. Why not, then, did they separate further? Then again, the wolf leaders may not be too keen to switch their territories. With the houses and things the wolves lived in today, he found it hard to imagine them moving too easily.
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