Timea did notice the stillness of the water, it not matching the wind stream under her wings. While curious about it, she decided not to investigate over trying to get some sleep, instead adding it to her list of inquiries she had about the waters.
Descending, Timea touched down on the beach, near the cliff face, where she turned into her wildcat form again. She wriggled around in the sand, making a dibhole, and rolled up in that. Blowing a contented sigh through her nostrils, she closed her eyes again.