Probably don't have to do one, but I think I will anyways.

The ocean deafened near all with it's thunderous surf, wave upon wave crashed into the rocky pincales and rolled onto the sandy white beach that outlined a part of the island. Greeny-blue water swirled in and out amongst the rocks, and soaked down into the sand expertly with ease. White heads mocked the outline of forgotten mythical unicorns, if not just plain horses, as they rose and then descended with a rhythm all it's own. Down on the bottom waves seagrass at the sunlight above, every strand reaching upwards to try and gather more sunlight than the rest. Above it was rough and tumbling, below- it was all together the same- but different.

Shadows of waves rolled above the ocean dwelling creatures, each one minding it's own business if not chasing down lunch or dinner. Amongst tropical fish and crabs and starfish and snails- a clownfish danced with the rolling surf near the surface. A dangerous place for a little fish in a wide open land- but it didn't seem to bother. Quite content with the rhythmic swaying and decent handling the waves had over him, enjoying being tossed and swirled everywhere. Quite the opposite from everyday clownfish, this particuliar one held a suit of white and black rather than orange and white. As another wave carried him about, a lurking presence was sensed. Round eyes rolled in their sockets and beheld a larger fish chancing a risk up to the top to try and swallow the little mouthful of clownfish.

Smiling as only a clownfish can, with a swirl of bubbles and the rolling waves above, clownfish was gone and left a spiny, angry-looking lionfish in it's place. The other fish eyed it's once-was-prey and quickly turned fin and swam the other way. Lionfish danced and swam along the top, quite content with itself and how his day was going. "Ah, the joy to be the little guy!" Large seperated spines adorned each fin- tainted with a defensive venom- tail, and back. From underneath horny eyebrows, his eyes rolled and spied a school of little fish that captured his attention and apetite. "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming..." Lionfish smiled as only a Lionfish can and Clownfish reappeared in a flurry of bubbles and swam delicately after the small school of fish. "What do we do, we swim, swim, swim..."