"Dancing bears, painted wings, things I almost remember. And a song someone sings, once upon a December." Ori hummed and drifted closer to her mother as she sang the lullaby. It was a cold afternoon and they were headed to the shore to go swimming. Their fluffy white coats earned them some glances but not words. Ori didn't notice them, she was sleepily stumbling across the beach, holding onto her mother's coat as she sang the lullaby. "Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully across my memory." her mother's voice was crystal clear and Ori smiled at her, drifting off.
"Wake up love, we need to go." Ori blinked and looked around confused, she thought they were already on the island but it seems she fell asleep before they could go. "I'm sorry mummy, I was too tired." She sat on her legs and bit her thumb. Her mother smiled and stood up, picking up Ori and walking to the shoreline. The pair walked into the water and dove under, changing shape the deeper they went. Ori was still tired, she placed a flipper on her mother's back but fell asleep again. A few fish came and bumped into her, pushing her back and away from her mother.
Ori drifted through the water, still sleeping, and washed up on a beach, her coat wet and still tightly tied around her waist. Still sleeping, the young Selkie didn't realise she had gotten lost.