Won't Clam Up

The day was warm and promises wonderful things. Today, the beach calls to her, pulling her paws out to where the golden sands glitter underneath the warm sun. Wave roll in, a gentle reminder of the never ending struggling that the ocean plays against itself. Haydée pauses in her leisurely walk and draws in a deep through her nose, savoring the salty air that greets her lungs. There is something so calming about a beach and it almost as wonderful as waterfalls in her eyes.

Gulls cry their hunger as they wheel lazily above, waiting to see if any wolves left some tasty treats in their wake. With a content sigh, she once again resumes her tranquil walk, thankful for the peace that the day offers. A long legged form appears on the horizon, their gait determined as they seek to do... something. Curiosity fills her features as she moves toward the lanky woman and makes sure to stops a respectable distance away. Watching them a moment longer, Haydée hesitantly calling out, “Um, hello there! Sorry to bother you but… can I ask what you are doing?”

Hay had been the pup with all the questions seeking to understand things better simply because she could. So, with that in the forefront of her mind, the smaller woman stands a safe distance away and looks on with and an interested and friendly gaze.


"Haydée Kedieo"