green isn't my colour

The strange man suggested she mind her footing and she nodded. "I will!" She fidgeted a bit, wondering if she should continue the conversation not to be rude? What were all the questions you were supposed to ask? Deciding she really wanted to focus on the hunt she turned her attention back to the seagulls. The seagulls noticed the wolves but didn't seem overly concerned with what they were doing. It was then she spied a gull with a funny looking wing. A potential target?

Stjarna crouched down amongst the strange colors of the beach, her odd blue coloring being a help for once, assuming seagulls could even see the color. At the moment the movement of the larger wolf had their attention and Stjarna used that to creep closer to her target.