The Seathi was humming a fairly quick song, her tail swishing from side to side to the beat. Her head swung first left, then right, her eyes closed tightly as she shook her hooves on either side of her in intricate patterns. Suddenly, she pulled into a tight spiral, spinning around a few times before toppling over and then beginning her swinging again.
Her red mane flailed about wildly as the humming ceased and her voice rose into delightful singing. It was rare to hear music down in the ocean, but she had memories of her father singing her to when she was still inside her shell. Now she composed her own tunes, making up the words as she went along.
To the entire world around her she was oblivious.
