February 11, 2015, 11:04 PM
The afternoon breeze was welcoming to the wolf; it was salty, sticky.. unusual. He had never been to the ocean before, never scented the combination of saltwater and sand and.. whatever those weird looking things were. Jensen watched from a distance, his mismatched eyes locked curiously on the sea lions as they romped and barked at one another. Occasionally two met and rose, making god awful noises and clashing together in the same fashion rams did.. but without horns. Were they arguing over mates? Food? Just saying hello? It certainly didn't seem like a friendly sort of interaction, but hey, he had no idea what they even were. Barking logs, really. Angry barking logs.
It was midday and the sun was shining fiercely, still hugging the blue sky with no intentions on letting go anytime soon. Jensen had been there since the early high tide and was waiting eagerly for it to return; the waves had been pretty fun to play in all things considered. Until the sea lions had begun stirring awake the wolf had thought himself to be alone, but once a defiant male woke and chased him off, the man decided to hang around. Maybe they were food. Were they food? Maybe he should take one out to see. Mm. Fish fry.
It was midday and the sun was shining fiercely, still hugging the blue sky with no intentions on letting go anytime soon. Jensen had been there since the early high tide and was waiting eagerly for it to return; the waves had been pretty fun to play in all things considered. Until the sea lions had begun stirring awake the wolf had thought himself to be alone, but once a defiant male woke and chased him off, the man decided to hang around. Maybe they were food. Were they food? Maybe he should take one out to see. Mm. Fish fry.