He loved the beach. Every single thing about it, even the way his eyes stung after he went swimming underwater. His mother had been pretty insistent on watching them swim, insisting that they were so small they could easily be swept away, but Cog could see her hanging back by the treeline and basking in the sun. Maybe even closing her eyes for a quick nap... If mother was sleeping, that meant his papa was nearby. She only relaxed enough to nap on "duty" when Bourbon was within barking distance. But for the time being, he was alone! Gloriously alone! Yipping quietly to himself, the wolfdog splashed about in the shallow waters. Although the season was peaking it was still pleasantly warm in the south. Just another day in paradise.

Pestilence took her time traveling through Ashen's territory, thinking about the upcoming raid and preparing to say good bye to her home when it was all over. It was somehow a freeing though to know that she would no longer be forced to remain here, though a part of her was sad to be leaving it behind. She had intended to go for a swim, maybe explore some of the islands that she'd ignored that belonged to Deathbelle's empire. It was then that she stumbled upon one of the mutts, and sighed. She'd been downright awful to it's sibling, whatever the thing's name was. Today however Pesto was in a decent mood, she could try to be friendly if only because she knew she wouldn't have to watch the half-breeds grow up. "Hello there." The young Klein greeted.