Quiet. This was just how Tide liked it. Quiet. Above the waters of the ocean, there was just far too much noise and dryness to take in all at one for too long. Here underwater, silence was what Aquations were used to. Tide swam with the fish around in the deep blue waters of the ocean, enjoying the saltiness and colors until- she woke up. Tide’s eye slowly opened. She sat under the water, face to face with the wall of the tank. Sighing, she popped her head up out of the water and shook the water out of her eyes. Her scales felt a little better- but they were alway so hard and tight now. It was painful to fly now. Grudgingly, she stepped out of the water- and her scales seemed to spit down her should as she did so. She gasped, looking at them lifting up down her spine..
