In, out, in, out.
Dawn found herself entranced by the hypnotic rhythm of the tide as it would reach up, kiss her paws, and flow back out. She hadn't even notices as the waves encroached on her shoreline perch. At least not until she could feel the refreshing surf dampening her hot fur.
She'd been here since sunrise, letting her lazy vacation morning drift away in the sea foam. Her fur starting to get hot and a little itchy from the salty air while she slipped in and out of sleep all day.
The water at her ankles was just enough of a wakeup to remind her that this was real. Not a daydream at her kitchen table. Not longingly looking at her frozen lakes back home. She was here - warm, relaxed, and now being attacked by the very ocean she loved as it tried to steal her perfect resting spot from her.
In retribution, she gives the tide a playful kick. She didn't really expect anything to happen, she just wanted to express her indignation at being rudely awakened by a wave. Glittering droplets launched every direction around her. Some flying away, and others cascadign right back onto her previously-still-dry patches of fur.
She laughed with a childish joy she honestly didn't realize she was still capable of having. How silly she must look, having a splash-fight with the ocean itself... and losing. And yet, she felt alive. Back home she'd be bundled in several layers of blankets, encumbered by double-thick and double-fluffy fur that was impossible to move in. But instead of nursing cocoa on the couch, she was sipping cocktails on the beach. True bliss. Trading boots and blankets for bare paws and bikinis. Even the sky itself felt happier here than the miserable grey of a cold winter day.
No chores. No errands. No boredom.
She'd let out similar squeals and giggles every time a new wave came in, crawling ever so slightly higher than the last. First they were just kissing her pawpads, and then they submerged her ankles. And eventually they'd start to caress their way up her belly.
Much like a passionate lover's embrace, the sea was trying its hardest to convince her to she wanted more.
But alas, it was time to get up and find a new place to sit... or maybe go see if there were any handsome young men who could possibly compete with the charm of the tide~
Non-Animated Alt: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/63943363/
One more nsfw alt coming up with its own (slightly spicier) story. Sit tight~
Thank you again to
ClouDSen for this gorgeous artwork
Dawn found herself entranced by the hypnotic rhythm of the tide as it would reach up, kiss her paws, and flow back out. She hadn't even notices as the waves encroached on her shoreline perch. At least not until she could feel the refreshing surf dampening her hot fur.
She'd been here since sunrise, letting her lazy vacation morning drift away in the sea foam. Her fur starting to get hot and a little itchy from the salty air while she slipped in and out of sleep all day.
The water at her ankles was just enough of a wakeup to remind her that this was real. Not a daydream at her kitchen table. Not longingly looking at her frozen lakes back home. She was here - warm, relaxed, and now being attacked by the very ocean she loved as it tried to steal her perfect resting spot from her.
In retribution, she gives the tide a playful kick. She didn't really expect anything to happen, she just wanted to express her indignation at being rudely awakened by a wave. Glittering droplets launched every direction around her. Some flying away, and others cascadign right back onto her previously-still-dry patches of fur.
She laughed with a childish joy she honestly didn't realize she was still capable of having. How silly she must look, having a splash-fight with the ocean itself... and losing. And yet, she felt alive. Back home she'd be bundled in several layers of blankets, encumbered by double-thick and double-fluffy fur that was impossible to move in. But instead of nursing cocoa on the couch, she was sipping cocktails on the beach. True bliss. Trading boots and blankets for bare paws and bikinis. Even the sky itself felt happier here than the miserable grey of a cold winter day.
No chores. No errands. No boredom.
She'd let out similar squeals and giggles every time a new wave came in, crawling ever so slightly higher than the last. First they were just kissing her pawpads, and then they submerged her ankles. And eventually they'd start to caress their way up her belly.
Much like a passionate lover's embrace, the sea was trying its hardest to convince her to she wanted more.
But alas, it was time to get up and find a new place to sit... or maybe go see if there were any handsome young men who could possibly compete with the charm of the tide~
Non-Animated Alt: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/63943363/
One more nsfw alt coming up with its own (slightly spicier) story. Sit tight~
Thank you again to
ClouDSen for this gorgeous artwork
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Feline (Other)
Size 600 x 338px
File Size 9.55 MB
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