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[Harriet]

In the depths, of the little further of Naruna beach, the white firefly was exploring around. She never was this far away! Way beyond, way beyond. Her boat sailed beyond, and she encountered a beautifully painted beach, ebbing and flowing; and pushed by the breeze. It really looked like a painting that went alive, the beach was unbelievably blue, a beautiful shade of blue, no, more of aqua. Or is it even an existing color? The shade, or color was so magnificent that it wasn't a time to argue, but wait, Harriet is colorblind, she cannot see the magnificence; it is sad that wolves are meant to be colorblind. Oh well, the curiosity kills... the wolf, she happily ran closer to it and had a big splash, oh it was so fun!

She looked over, nobody was here, it was a bit sad, the firefly longed... to share the joy with someone... or at least company in a such beautiful little place. It was a heaven to discover, for a young canine like her. The blueness that wind blew over water splashed on her muzzle, she giggled it was fun, and sad at same time, no more like missing a part of the fun, the sharing.

The place was just perfect, it was like the eternal freedom, the sun seemed so infinite and distant. It was a quarter of her old home, it had such beauty too, so, if lived here and was loner, she would live here; even if there are no dens. So most likely she would just visit it often. And the sand seemed so deep, very fragile and bright, such bright sandy color was still pretty impressive. As far she saw many beaches, such bright sandy color in such beautiful place was like a fairytale, magical. Except fairytales have a poor girl that turns into a princess and meets her life's love, and get married and become rulers of a kingdom, and have children. And fairytales have good ends, and reality has bad ends, because you cannot dream anymore.

And stopping your dream is like stopping breathing, if you would not breath - you die, same with dreaming; if you stop - you cannot escape from reality just for a minute. Harriet was sure she might stay up in this beach for a good while, to enjoy some of her own freedom, it was obvious nobody will come yet, company or not. The bright but blinding orb in the middle of the sky, lighted the white fireflies' fur, making it paler and shiny. And it was warm. It would be nice to lay down in the sun and close your eyes, and relax. So why not? As Harriet stepped closer to the water, it was nice and fresh, but she'd rather stay away. The female sighed in content and lay down her body and paws, like an engine shutting and cooling off. You can't complain, it is truly perfect paradise for anything you want.

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[Atlas Morgrave]

Dreams had never had much of a place in his life before arriving in Torva. Before now, he had known his place in life presumably for the rest of his life but now all that had changed. Now he was open to a future that would shaped by the choices he made, not those made for him.

It had been few days since arrival in Torva and he had finally allowed himself to be confident he was safe from the Guard. He had been one of the few, if the only to escape. It was a freedom he was willing to squander but with all this new found freedom he found it hard to stay in one place. He constantly felt the need to explore and see what this place had to offer and so far he hadn't been disappointed in what he had found.

With the scent of ocean wafting in his nostrils every time the breeze picked up, Atlas knew he was not far from the Sea, something he could remember as a young pup probably one of his first memories. It was that thought alone that drove him to see the magnificent body of water, that like him, could never be still.

He moved in an easy, a bit stiff gait. It would take longer than a few days for his body to overcome the strain he had placed on it in his dash for freedom. Soon the could hear the sounds of waves and he knew he was close and stepping out of the trees onto the beach he couldn't help but draw in a slight gasp at how massive the ocean was. It was undefinable to him, and slowly as pale green eyes swept they caught sight of a wolf laying on the sand. His ears shot toward the wolf in interesting as he slowly made his way toward her. "Hello?" His masculine voice carried in a greeting. He didn't want this young wolf to think he was sneaking up on her, but she looked so peaceful he didn't want to disturb her either.