The ocean was generally her favorite place to be around. With fresh winds, the steady rthym that never changed, and a fresh storm every day, it had everything she needed to keep her happy. Of course, when smiling was as dangerous as making the air around you heat up to two hundred degrees celcious, or thunderbolts start to come out of your hair, it seems to be a problem.
Small, slight, with hair that was meant to be on an elderly adults head and bright orange eyes, she wasn't excatly a sight that was seen around the town of Cerenis often. No indeed, her silver hair and stern facade, moving as though a million years older than she was, she tended to draw not so happy reactions from the crowds. But at the moment, she was happily on the beach, sitting on a flat broad rock, meditating. Every breath in for the wave, hold it while the wave crashed, and then out as the ocean pulled it out to see.
A multitude of winds tugged at her cloak, more than brushed the rest of the beach, but she ignored it, intent on keeping her calm. Her face was still, eyes closed, so she missed the man that crashed into her, playing with his friends. Immediatly, the winds began to spin out of control, gathering winds and bits of sand, as the male scampered away, leaving her to deal with the small tornado.
"Ggaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..."
She muttered, yanking out a piece of string from a frayed skirt, tying it into a loose knot, frantically trying to deal with the wind, although her face showed none of her worry. The knot tightened, she tied another, and then snapped between them, breaking the string inhalf. Immediatly, it dropped, the winds escaping and the sand spilling back onto the beach, where she collapsed on the ground in a huff, pale skin red as she tryed to regain her breath.