Sea Lion Shores What immortal hand or eye

Now that it was Coelacanth's turn, Niamh waited in a half-crouch in the ankle deep water, watching her friend as she made her way closer to the sea lions. The few that were closer to her seemed to watch her warily, after she'd poked one of them earlier- but at least they didn't make any moves toward her. Coelacanth's moves were quick and graceful, and each and every movement the sea lions made seemed to be noticed, and she danced in and out as though in some kind of duet with the awkward creatures. This couldn't have been Seelie's first time doing this- she was way too good at it!

Finally she made her move, and nipped at a flipper before she circled around the sea lion cow and then sped back toward Niamh, who jigged sideways, giggling at her friend's touch before she barked at the sea lions who'd chosen, then, to head back to the water after being offended twice by the wolves...And the two of them were between the herd- or whatever you called the group of them- and the water. "Go go go!" Niamh laughed, sprinting through the shallows along the shore, tail still curled high above her back in excitement. There was no way the sea lions could catch them, but thr thought of it was still quite fun. 

Once they'd made it down the shore, far enough away from the sea lions that they disappeared from sight in the water and the fog, Niamh glanced over at her friend, and nipped playfully at the air between them, before dancing sideways and away, just in case there was some sort of playful retaliation- which her body language clearly invited.