Dreamin' the Dream

Caora stared down at her paws as the waves swirled the black sand around them, slowly burying them. It felt the same as normal sand did, just as soft and as prone to get everywhere you don't want it to get. Already she could feel the wind whipping little grains into her fur. She bit back a groan at the thought of how long it would take to get it all out.

The wolf lifted her head to look out to sea, trying to measure exactly where the sky met the water when she heard a voice behind her. "Planning to go for a swim are we? I wouldn't recommend it. The riptide will swallow you." Orain turned around. Fuck that was a big cat. If the feline came much closer Orain would have to crane her neck to look at her. Not for the first time, the she-wolf cursed her distinct lack of height. Orain lifted her head in a feeble attempt to seem a bit taller bit it wasn't much use. Growing up with tall bullies of brothers taught her that.

"Will it just." She was struggling to keep the hostility out of her voice. She couldn't tell if the cat was being condescending or not. "It seems I'll have to pass on the swim, although I do love swimming in freezing water." Orain paused to pull her sunken paws from the wet sand. "How did you know about the riptides?"