It was swimming. The ocean was pristine and very much missed as she left her room, heading to the coastline that was not to far from Amityville. She dropped her backpack, stripped most of her clothes and raced into the sea, diving underneath as her form shifted. Her tail replaced legs, the swimsuit shimmered away into scales that covered area's of intimate details.
Small bubbles escaped as her lungs adjusted to take in water instead of air and filter it out.
Sweet salty ocean again. She swam and swam until she hit the bottom of the sea, settling on a rock and looking around.
It was terribly lonely though out in the sea by herself.
Dark Fire Angel
I made us a thing
