It was no small wonder that Faatina was inexplicably in love with this place.
Just now, she was staring into one of the rock pools off the beach, smiling into it. It was a silly thing, the Bahari's tradition of keeping around sea stars for a spare bit of good luck. But it was just the kind of small, sweet sentiment that Faatina truly appreciated. It was a good representation of the pride overall: selfless and optimistic and always seeking to help out anyone in need. The female smiled softly, closing her eyes. Life was good in the Bahari.
After a moment, she realized she must look silly, and decided to abandon her post beside the rock pool. It was time to explore. She hadn't gotten much time since she arrived back in the pride lands to really devote to reacquainting herself with anything but the sea. Padding off, she sprang off her back legs, clambering up a small mound of rocks. Adventure, she was sure, awaited.
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