Sea Lion Shores The wallpaper, bathroom and veranda were all blue

Faeryn allowed the scents of the sea to fill her senses, accepting that salty taste of the air and the chilly breeze that ruffled her blue fur. Along the coast was undeniably her favourite, finding the open stretches of land, the pools, and the water itself to provide her with much more comfort. No doubt the sea could be dangerous, but she much preferred those dark, rolling waves to the crowded trees dotting the areas further inland.

"Smoke and Rosalyn? I have not heard of them. Do they live near here?"