Oceanstar trotted in, paws sinking into the wet sand. The waves roared as they slapped the shore, and tropical birds hummed along with it. Insects joined in, making a perfect symphony of sound. He purred, and the song was complete. He purred, and the song was complete. He seemed to be MADE of the sea. His His eyes were the same color, and his fur bladed in with the sand. He sighed, and padded into the water. He quickly sighed in relief as the cool water absorbed him. As he delved deeper into the liquid, his thoughts became the same.
He gazed around, seeing all walks of life under the sea. This is why he loved his island.
This is why he WAS Oceanstar.
This is why he was home.