Company

At the sound of the gritty sand being shoveled, she turned her russet furred crown to the side, following the strange noise and landing on the sight of a muscular slate blue wolf approaching her. Instantly, the fire burned inside her once again. Not really paying attention to the wolf's words, her cyan gaze traveled slowly over the brute's toned body, enjoying the sight as she traveled back up to his muzzle. Little dots encircled the bottom half of his orbs, what an intriguing mark. Standing up, she stood small compared to the large male but she wasn't afraid for he seemed kind, though she wouldn't mind either way.

At his words she scoffed. No way in hell was she digging in this mess for clams. She would gladly get dirty in the obsidian sand for other purposes but clams? That was far beyond her. Brushing up against his muscular shoulder, she ran her tail along his flank. "I can think of other things that would better make use of our time if you wish to get dirty.." she stated fluidly, the words dripping off of her tongue like honey. She would way rather have fun with this wolf than waste her time digging for clams. She wanted to play her game...