one time

"Lunch!" Her voice slipped out in the smallest of gasps as the red woman came jogging up so close, so fast, her entire demeanor seeming to shift in the merest of seconds. Something did not quite sit right as her paw-steps fell into tandem with that of her sudden and unexpected partner. "Shortly over that ridge is where the gulls nest, all kinds. On the ground, on the cliff-side, it's a pain getting to them but the eggs are worth it." Perhaps she had spent a day or so within the confines of this little beach, learning where the best food could be found and the coolest shade for when the hot sun rose at its peak. Her heart felt most at ease here, even though the ocean was something entirely foreign to her gold eyes and limited mind-set. It was nice, the spray of salt and water, a cool sting that took away all the bitterness and helplessness that might have otherwise plagued her every trail.

"Did your mother give you a name?" she turned her nose to face the female, dark eyes flecked with a green one might find in the deepest jungle, as though someone had scraped the tip away from a leaf and into her face. Her friend from the Pine pack had considered it unique, beautiful even compared to their own dull browns and light blues. Personally, Ootat had a soft spot for blue eyes, it reminded her of the sky, wide open spaces, and freedom. The opportunity to do as she pleased, when she pleased. This she-wolf had blue eyes, so blue in fact they might have glowed under proper circumstances. It was a shade that made her mind wander back to the ocean, dark and foreboding, sea-foam splattering across the fine white sands.