I think I need my own parade

Spirited, this one! The smaller woman seemed to have renewed determination as they reached the sand, and Amos couldn't help but be impressed by her spirit. After all, this was the girl who had been trying to wrestle the shark solo when he first arrived. Must be one heck of a wolf to leap in there like that alone.

He offered a distorted smile of his own around the shark's rubbery skin as their victory was made certain. Shark-catching sure wasn't something he'd put on his list of desired activities, but now that he'd done it he thought it might make one hell of a story.

"Have you?" he asked, bursting into amiable laughter at her remark. Shaking his head he'd add, "The fact that that was on yours for any length of time is fantastic. What's your name, Shark slayer? I'm Amos Allantide." Yup, this girl was feisty enough for several wolves. That alone made her pretty likable. Padding over to the only shady spot he could fnd under a withered tree, Amos flopped on his side, green sand sticking to his fur all over though he wasn't much in a mood to worry about that.

"Might wanna make sure it's well and truly dead though," he cautioned her, eyeing the thing some remaining weariness. He didn't intend to kill it for her though, she found it anyways and he was happy letti