King of the Dunes

Standing tall against the salty breeze, Bowser surveys his sandy kingdom with quiet confidence. Chest puffed, ears perked, he is the undisputed ruler of this windswept expanse. But he is no conqueror – just a sweet-natured soul revelling in the moment, his heart as open as the horizon. The sand shifts beneath his paws, the sea murmurs in the distance, yet he remains steadfast. King of the Dunes, if only for a little while.