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The stranger coyote-Tuna being the name-is all openness and relax body language. Now Trae may not be the best at reading people. Ok He may be the worst, but this stranger gives off an energy that seems to put him at ease, for now at least. His shoulders seem less tense and his own tail moving slow, back and forth, all friendliness and eager to make acquaintances.

"Tuna." He repeats like he's testing it out. He nods as if it meets his standards-Hah. What standards-And then replies with his own name.

"Traevon-or just Trae, hardly matters to me. It is nice to meet you!" The cold ocean breeze makes him shiver through his fur, but despite that hey look at him! He's interacting with someone. What a damn good milestone for a creature who's last full encounter with a canine being bitten in the tail and chased off-no words. Only barking and. Yelping-from his side.

"Trading huh-so, others around these parts? You in a group?" Maybe a bit forward to be asking those questions, but he was a genuine ball of curiosity. Plus her accent has caught his interest. He liked it. Never heard someone talk like that before. But then again he wasn't talking to many.