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TheAmishPirate
Sandy frowned, then he remembered a trick he learned back in university. He drew up some of the sand deep below the surface and fashioned it into a little slab. Since it was well below the sun's heat and below the water line, it functioned quite well as an impromptu ice pack. He floated it over to the colt and gently placed it on his head. "There, just sit tight for a few minutes and keep that in place. You'll be right as rain in-"
"OOF!"
The flying filly caught him completely by surprise. The impact knocked the wind out of him, sending him toppling over onto the sand. Shaking the grit from his mane, he craned his neck around to stare at the perpetrator. "If I didn't have to save my strength for beachwork, you'd be in an even bigger heap of trouble for that!" He started to try and struggle to his hooves, intent on throwing off the filly currently perched on his back if he could stand up properly first.