a little nod followed by the faintest of chirps, sinking down into the water. its gaze stays on eileen, watching her with mild curiosity before eventually shifting to the people crowding on the shore. anxiety begins to stir in its stomach — it shouldn't be here ..

combing the beach for shells.

small conch picked up by a webbed hand, careful not to let claws scratch the exterior. pretty ..

glancing to the newcomer. bulbous eyes widen, shell slipping from its fingers. slowly backing away.

mud.ッ beach episode would be the perfect time for myrtle 💭💭

watching everyone gather on the beach from asea. these human parties always look so fun.. 💧

mud.ッ fun fact the reason I named it myrtle is because it rhymes with turtle. no other reason

no hugs for myrtle.⠀ * 😔

mud.ッ jealous i want coffee so bad

mud.ッ put me in your pocket and take me with you PLEASE

mud.ッ you're a real one 🙏

currently hiding behind the lonely stone™. sorry, sam.