Stavanger Bay Sand & Lead

like julep, a cascade of mixed emotions fought for purchase in sandpiper's mind (and expression). she was defensive still, but doubt had begun to fray -- especially as julep's incredulous 'piper?' hit her ears. a nickname she had not heard for too long -- it harked back to happier times, where they were well-fed and cheerful. for a moment she was distant with thought though her tail had begun to sway, slow at first until it was furiously beating against her flank.

"julep." she reiterated, this time a fondness in her voice as repressed memories of their short time together resurfaced in the distant dredges of her mind. she stepped forward as juelp did, her head low as she whined: "sorry i bitched at you... smokestep is here.." her ears fell as julep mentioned her parents, and sandpiper looked away. "i.. i don't know. i haven't seen them. there's no one left here."