Marine
"Here... I... Come!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, lunging into the beautiful vail of water. My wings were tight against my body, so they didn't get injured. I started to laugh under water, but- something was wrong. It tasted like salt, it was disgusting. I saw back up to the surface, yelping in stress from the flavor- swimming up to the shore, I opened my wings and covered my face as I rapidly licked my paws. "Gross, Gross, Gross, Gross, Gross..." I whined repeatedly.


