Ugh, she needed to swim. To get the gross feeling of being out in the open off her hide, to feel the water around her as she dove deeper and deeper into dark and quiet waters. That was what had the young aquatic at the pool today, scoping out the fellow ponies who dared come in when it was her turn to take to the depths.

Pushing aside any glances that may have come her way due to her confident walk, the mare slid herself into the water with a sigh before ducking under. She'd regret the smell of pool on her later, but for now it felt downright delightful to have water surrounding her again. Her Papa was hard pressed to understand why she constantly needed to be submerged, but that was okay.

He was just a silly unicorn.

Ignoring that, and kicking away as she headed for the deep end, Seastone Embers enjoyed the freedom that came with swimming.

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is this okay? orz