one more to the chest, and I'm alone

Viper didn't really care much for beaches, she much rather preferred red meat over fish. But she was also used to the oceans since she lived on an island. Either way, a little dirt, or a little salt water certainly didn't bother her. If anything, she was just freeing her mind and getting her thoughts off Chimera for a moment.

That was easy once she saw a familiar face in the distance. She didn't know many wolves, especially since she moved in with Chimera. Her face didn't light up or anything, but she felt more obligated to approach the man than feel a dread of meeting someone new.

When she grew closer to him, she noticed the little snack he was working at and winced at the thought of whatever seafood creature in a shell he was eating. Fish she could deal with, but crabs, or anything in a shell, not so much. She hesitated even while being so close to him he may have already sensed her presence, but before she turned away she just let out a tough breath before moving around to the front of the man without a greeting. But for her, just acknowledging him was a greeting in itself. Even if that came off as rude or weird.

"Viper"