She could feel his eyes upon her, trying to seek out who she was. She would glance at the water, catching her reflection. She would sigh at her own sight, when was the last time she groomed? Ha like she could anyways without a tongue. That was the one thing she hated about being alone, she couldn't keep herself clean unless she washed off in water. But no way in hell would she go and submerge herself in water in the winter. She would look back to the male, ears twitching as he indicated for her to join him.
What a shame he wasn't a female, his coat was quite fascinating. If he was a female she would do her best to claim her. But life had many twists and turns. Tail swished from side to side, to hell with it. She padded over slowly, still not to keen on males but assured she could get away if needed. She paused two feet away watching his reactions carefully. She would have licked her lips if she had a tongue but instead she would smack her mouth slightly before turning the ocean. She knew she shouldn't drink it but her was so thirsty. She did not drink like normal wolves but would suck up the water in the mouth. With a snort she shook her head before turning back to the male she would sit down a foot away from him, eyes waiting.
"Speech"
