Sea Shimmer looked out of the opening in the coral of her bedroom wall at the morning bustle of Hippocampia. Lots of sea ponies were already up and bustling about. Since she liked to watch the sunset every night, Sea Shimmer was rarely up early.
The first order of business was finding breakfast. Sea Shimmer favored a particular type of seaweed, but they were all out of it. With a sigh, she added it to the family shopping list and munched on some of the sea grass that her mother liked instead. It wasn't as sweet as the seaweed, but it worked.
The sunset of the night before had been especially spectacular. Sea Shimmer intended to spend the day making a sand painting of it. She headed to her mother's art room to work, since everyone else seemed to be out for the morning. Her mother was a great sand painter and Sea Shimmer hoped to someday be just as good. To that end, she tried to practice at least a little bit every day.
She gathered up her supplies - a framed tray, tiny rakes of various sizes, and a collection of pots containing different colors of sand. The sunset had been unusually elaborately colored due to the day's rain, so she pulled out colors she rarely used - vivid pinks, soft greens, and vibrant purples. The image should make a particularly beautiful sand painting. Sea Shimmer sat down to paint, singing happily to herself.
