The sun was high in the sky for it was noon in the lands of Arda. The sun shone off the water as the archangel in her human form threaded across the beach trying not to step on any crabs. Taking a deep breath Ploay drank in the wonderful view of the water. Ploay wasn’t too found of water but who in their right mind would pass up such a nice place? A small smile showed up on the archangel’s emotionless face as she stopped and looked how the water sprayed upon the rocks. The wind gently blew across her face making her red hair lightly dance in the wind. But then Ploay’s eye twitched when she heard footsteps coming...

Daemona walked silently along the sand of the beach, taking in a lovely view....
I don't even feel at home among inanimate shoals and rocks, do I? Will I ever have a home...anywhere?
When she saw an Angel in front of her, just a hair too late to avoid running into her and almost knocking her to the ground.
...Oh, lovely. Angel. Great. Angry angel, no doubt. Lovelier. I'm trying to keep a low profile and I do something like this!!
"I'm terribly sorry, I wasn't paying attention at all..."

Equiron slowed her pace at the majestic sight of the afternoon ocean from the top of a tall rock, and the light breeze felt beautiful on her skin. Her eyes swept across the beautiful light gold sand, and came to rest on an archangel and a dragon, an odd sight.
She quickly climbed down the tree with grace, and then set off along the beach in a slow walk - She was not in a hurry at all.

Daemona heard movement behind her, and turned to look.
And now an Elf. Even lovelier. Can't I have a little time of peace?!
Daemona went around the Angel and walked down across the sand, being careful to be silent once again. Maybe, just maybe, she could get far enough away that they'd forget about her...maybe...please....

Equiron could see nothing interesting was happening, so she shrugged and lied down on a rock. Another peaceful day, with nothing to happen... It's better than times of war, she decided. Though boring.