Ula glanced about a few times, a little dizzy from the long travel. Her head hurt and she felt like falling asleep. Her paws were cramped and everything seemed blurry. She had forgotten about eating for the past week or so, the hunger was eating away at her.
Coburn danced across coral and air bubbles, the vast ocean being his dance studio. His graceful water spins and fish like twirls guided him miles and miles. His heart felt free and joyous. His senses told him a pack was near, which added to the positive mood.




