"Do you know what it feels like, Alishia?" Astra asked her young daughter.

"No, momma." Alishia answered back, confuzzled on what her hooves are touching, she cannot see it but she can feel it sink under her weight.

"It's sand, Alishia, you're touching sand out on the beach." Astra told Alishia, letting her daughter get to used to it some more, going to the beach requires baby steps. Quite literally.