Shake it off

The brute would nod. He had heard many stories from his mother when he was a pup and remembered almost every single one. His crimson orbs would shift to the water, trudging through the sand as the soft, tiny rocks tickled the brute's paws. He was never one to really laugh, but, he would smile on occassion though the only one to ever make him smile so far was Maria.

As he stepped into the liquid, the warm water surrounded his legs as he looked around for a fish or two. Upon seeing one, he would quickly snap down with rather quick reflexes and bringing the fish inland as it flopped around. Shadows canines peirced the prey as it soon lay limp, placing the animal in front of her.

"As for the story, do you have any preferences like love stories or fighting or mystery?" There were many his mother had told him, and many that had different things in them so he wanted to ask the dame her preferences before picking one as he lied down and focused on her and the crashing of the waves before them.