The waters began to warm, almost immediately so after about a day of swimming. The sudden change caused Senda to stop suddenly, her eyes staring bewilderdly in front of her as she was not used to such a thing. The waters of her homeland were cold, frigid even, but these were nice and strangely pleasant to the skin; the blubber and fats that the village had packed for her would not be needed in such a climate. Even though she had hesitated, the large, ghostly visage of the hammerhead shark continued swimming, turning its head to look at the woman until she continued on after it.

As Senda continued swimming, the waters continued to warm and started to become more shallow as she neared the island. The closer she got to the island, less of the shark was visible until it finally disappeared. The disappearance of the shark was missed by the Shazrick woman as a school of brightly colored fish swam by, the woman apparently not being of any threat to them as they didn't scatter around and away from her.

The woman then poked her head above the water's surface as her feet were nearing the seafloor. She winced slightly for a moment, lifting a hand above her eyes to shield them from the bright light rays. The scene of the tropical island before her caused her to stop, swimming in place as she took in the sight of large leafed foliage both growing high in the air and low to the ground. Around her was not a speck of ice to be seen, nor hint of a winter storm.

Once her eyes were finally adjusted to the bright light, Sedna returned it back to the water as she slowly made her way towards the sandy shores. Looking to the sky, not a cloud dot the vast blue expanse, the bright yellow sun rest high in the sky, much higher than with her own homeland. The breeze that blew by carried with it the sweet scents of unfamiliar foods, laced with the familiar saltiness of the waters she swam in.

Surfacing and taking a seat on the sand, it was soft and warm, hot almost to the touch and almost blinding under the sun's rays. A chorus of critters could be heard in the darkness of the dense folliaged forest behind her, the air considerably more humid back there than where the woman sat. "Oh how my people would enjoy such a climate," she said to herself as her fingers dug into the sand; sharks and Shazrick would much prefer the warm waters out here she told herself, a small content smile on her face.