Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Wolf?

The Floating Key was peaceful and quiet, the gentle breeze made the leaves whisper and the ocean sang a song in a language only it could understand. Any Helovian would think this place came from another world after seeing what lay after the portal and this place was dangerous, unknown was dangerous. This place was a sanctuary to forget the horrors that had occured in Helovia. However this sanctuary's silence was broken by a loud playful shriek. Like a jet a blur of colors takes off down the beach splashing and kicking up water in its wake.

Rika isn't exactly sure how she had gotten here but the little filly was quick to get distracted. Rika kicked up salt water and reared her front legs to crash back down sending the warm water splashing onto her chest, the ball of energy would then take off in a fit of giggles through the sand, only to trip over her spindly legs and crash in the sand.

Sarika didn't know why Mama was so worried all the time this new place seemed amazing to the filly. There were odd things here, since entering through the portal the curly haired filly had changed however, the feathers growing from her mane and tail have turned ink black splotches of neon colors decorating them. Sarika wasn't complaining though. Sitting up from where she had fallen the blue eyed filly looked around and shook off the sand sticking to her dun coat. "Whats that!" she exclaimed.

Slowly crawling towards the ocean was a sea turtle, simply minding its buisiness. Sarika took off towards it, and unable to slow down, ran staright past it but made a round about. "What are you little fella?" she giggled and poked it gently with one hoof, "im Sarika! Wanna be friends?" The turtle of course didn't reply and the filly folded her ears back as offended as a young foal could be. It was harder to make friends than she thought.

@Volterra
So excited! Lol it'd be funny if he realizes she looks a lot like Astarot <3