Thereth has honestly not spent much leisure time on beaches. Growing up on the plains and deserts of Kalimdor meant that any nice, tropical sandy vacation spots were rather far away, and as an adult, of course, she's always busy adventuring. But her friends have certainly told her all about how lovely and peaceful long walks on the beach are supposed to be, so she decides to try it out. After all, she's on vacation. Plus, there are sure to be new and interesting things to sketch out by the sea.
As for the rumors of dangerous monsters – well, what's a nice vacation without a little excitement? She wouldn't mind wrestling a kraken. She could probably win.
The sun is pleasantly warm against her fur, and the breeze is gentle and salty. It is different, but it's not bad-different. Inspiration for her sketchbook, held loosely in one hand as she wanders, is already bubbling up in her mind, and she spends so much time looking out at the ocean that she nearly misses the large naked gentleman napping right in the middle of her path.
She squeaks (and a tauren squeaking is a funny thing to hear) and skids to a stop as best she can on the sand, but she's not upset or frightened. She's met stranger people, and this person does happen to have a nice, smooth, chocolate-colored torso that's glimmering faintly in the sun...
With a sly smile, she tries to decide if it would be better to move around him or just enjoy the view for another moment. She doesn't want to be a creeper or anything. On the other hand, maybe he doesn't mind if he's just sitting out here..?
Shore!!
As for the rumors of dangerous monsters – well, what's a nice vacation without a little excitement? She wouldn't mind wrestling a kraken. She could probably win.
The sun is pleasantly warm against her fur, and the breeze is gentle and salty. It is different, but it's not bad-different. Inspiration for her sketchbook, held loosely in one hand as she wanders, is already bubbling up in her mind, and she spends so much time looking out at the ocean that she nearly misses the large naked gentleman napping right in the middle of her path.
She squeaks (and a tauren squeaking is a funny thing to hear) and skids to a stop as best she can on the sand, but she's not upset or frightened. She's met stranger people, and this person does happen to have a nice, smooth, chocolate-colored torso that's glimmering faintly in the sun...
With a sly smile, she tries to decide if it would be better to move around him or just enjoy the view for another moment. She doesn't want to be a creeper or anything. On the other hand, maybe he doesn't mind if he's just sitting out here..?