Pillars beat rhythmically on the sand, which reminded him greatly of the desert, except that there was water lapping at it hungrily, too, instead of dead brush and dry, hot sand. The sand. That was another difference. This sand was a dainty white, with flecks of brown and other earth tones here and there. The sand he preferred was a rustic brown, hot and grainy. Ouch. What was that? He picked up his forehoof to see what he had crushed with it. Ah. A shell. He tossed his crania and snorted. How annoying. Oh well. He'd have to get used to it if this was going to be his new home. He silently trudged on, pausing now and again to examine some of the life. A hermit crab, a jellyfish, a turtle. He then came to a small cove with filled with clear blue water swishing softly in a pool. He lapped from it, quenching his thirst. It was then that he spotted a large, yellow thing hanging in front of him. He sniffed curiously at it, at reached for it with long ivories. A piece of it came off, and landed in his mouth. He chewed, occasionally wincing at the tough skin encasing the fruit inside. Little did he know that he had just discovered bananas.