Ankyra Sound departing ever so gracefully

Carefully did she close her fangs around the sandy lump, tugging it from the surf and turning to lay it further away from the pull of the waves. She froze, however, when her gaze landed on the figure of another; the approach of the woman surely missed in her inspection of the surf. Her encounter with the male had her become a little warier when faced with strangers; while the male had not done anything, he'd acted odd enough to raise her suspicion and have her hurry back to Drageda. 

Dropping her stone at her paws, her gaze stayed glued to the woman as she straightened, shifting on pale paws. "I-yes," she replied, faltering, gaze flickering briefly to her little collection.