by jackie125 » 02/04/2012 9:16 AM
Volfax trotted across the beach, happy it wasn't destroyed from all the wind. He went down by the water, he wasn't worried about the waves today. They were barely more then ripples. He stumbled over a rock, but quickly regained his balance before falling face-first into the sand. Instead, as soon as his foot touched the ground, he pushed himself upward. It was a weird, jump-like action, but was successful as he landed squarely on a rock, about ten feet away.
Volfax hopped off the rock and ran down to the waterline. The sand was pushed back from the powerful waves of the last few days. All along the water, the beach was pebbles. This would be perfect for looking, and not just for the stones, for anything that happened to appear on the beach.
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