Hip to the left. Hip to the right. Spin round to the left. Swim on the spot. The seathi practised her bizarre dance routine, eyes closed, lost in the imaginary music in her mind. She hummed gently, waving her legs about to the beat. "Ooh, baby, ooh. Ooh. Ooh. Ooh." The occasional made up words and mumbles escaped from her lips. Her hair was a crazy mop around her face, floating about in all directions.
"YEAAAAAAAAAH." She finished suddenly with a dramatic pose, sprawling her body against the sea floor, head thrown back. "And the crowd goes wild for the great and fabulous Cyllene, the best dancer of all time! Whooo!" She clopped her hooves together, a faint imitation of applause. A chortle worked its way up her throat. "Hee hee, that was fun. I should dance more often." She wasn't speaking to anyone in particular, more musing out loud to herself.
Taking a mock bow, she decided to leave her imaginary crowd. "Thank you, thank you. You were a great audience. I love you! Come see me again next Thursday!" Doing a quick flip, she ended up on her back looking up towards the surface of the water. A sigh escaped her lips. "Why is there nothing to do anymore? I danced and sang and swam around and now I'm bored." Her eyes scanned around, looking for some sort of entertainment.
