Sequoia Coast boston tea party

Delilah was concentrating on the wolf in front of her, making her way down the shoreline and deeply engrossed in her own thoughts. She thought of going out to the wolf, to say hello and meet it, but her mind was changed after hearing the huff of breath behind her. On a small rise in the sand stood another female, with an unreadable expression and looking down on both her and the darker wolf.

Delilah felt her tail wag. She couldn't tell why the female in front of her was so guarded, but Delilah felt no reason to be threatening or to be threatened. Her energy still shimmered from her swim, her blood still thrumming with adrenaline, and she was happy. Her tail wagged harder, more insistently now, and she smiled brightly at the female on the rise. "Hi," She said amiably, feeling more relaxed than she had in a while.

She looked at the darker female, who had come up beside her. She chuckled at the darker female's words, smiling in response. She looked up into the sky; the rain had stopped and the clouds were clearing. Every now and then a patch of blue sky speared away the grey. She looked back at the two females. "I'm Delilah," she said, with a friendly tone, "It's nice to meet you both."