That monkey on your back

With a smug smile on her face, the nymph sized woman fled across the warm sand. She paid no mind to the uncomfortable heat of the day, because locked between her jaws was a succulent prize,  a prize she has search long and hard for. Clams! She has never eaten clams before, but there is a first for everything, right? And she was excited to try these out! Marco seemed to like them, so maybe she would too.

As the tree line of the forest appeared closer than every step she would slow down to a lazy pace, her wolverine companion steadily following behind her. She wasn't in a big rush, just excited to pry these bad boys open and try them out, since Marco spoke so highly of them. Sitting down in shady spot, she would drop her mouth full of clams and hungrily stare at them. It was then that she realize she wasn't alone out here. A couple yards away off towards the shoreline was a very large wolflike figure, and she could only assume that it was another canine. Not very many wolves traveled all the way down to the southern region of Ala, so this strange figure appealed to her curiosity. Maybe this wolf was looking for clams too? Idly she would bark to let the stranger know she was there.  She wasn't trying to invite him over, but she wouldn't stop him if he decided to investigate.

Ooc: phone post! :)