Water under the bridge // @Ursula
Maleficent grew tired of travelling, she'd never quite gotten used to the whole 'teleportation' thing though and frankly it made her queasy. She rounded the last godforsaken corner and traversed the sand dunes to reach the shore.
She sat down as soon as she reached the water's edge, robes coated in sticky, sea-soaked sand and bare feet drowned in the salt water. Allowing herself to be taken in by the current, Maleficent closed her eyes completely unperturbed. What good was being practically immortal without dicing with death a few times? Not that that was today's exercise mind, today, she was visiting an old comrade.
When she was totally submerged, her neck began to itch. She reached to touch the magically formed gills and smiled to herself, it was enjoyable to be something slightly different for a while, she looked down at her legs which had been transformed themselves into a full set of giant lobster feet, complete with tail.
The rest of the journey would be much quicker, she propelled herself through the water, carefully skirting the boarders of Atlantica and finally coming upon the cave of her intended destination.
Maleficent inclined her head into the darkness, "Ursula?".