Mount Apikuni Looking like you own it

Elixir nodded, her image of the beach was sunset and everything nice. The sand was warm but not burning coals and the waves were wooshing slightly against the ground like patting it and telling it, ‘Good Boy’. The wolfdog had such a good image of the beach, not knowing that some beaches could be nothing but cliffs and bigger wooshing. 

After hearing his words about taking her to the beach one day she had to calm herself a bit before replying to the sandy man. “Well, I think that’d be mighty nice of you.” She replied with a shy sounding voice. It was almost a hushed voice. The wolfdog’s red eyes shined at the thought that he would come back to go with her to the beach. It seemed generous. 

“Are you headed somewhere specific after here?” She asked curious to know where he was actually going to, if he knew anyway.