Sea Lion Shores Cold hunting

Proceeding on her journey up and down the coast, Pearl had finally come to Sea Lion Shores. It was a sunny, cool day, with blobby looking things everywhere. The pale wolfess trotted upon the sands, enjoying the sun in her face and salt in the air. Her attention was captured by the fat, grey things she assumed were animals on the sand. Walking up to one them, she tentatively nudged it with a paw to see if it was still alive, if it even was. When it gave no response, she nudged it a bit harder to make sure she didn't sink her teeth into anything dangerous. 

Yep, it was alive for sure. The fat creature gave a loud bellow and snapped its 'neck' back at her, revealing its jaws. Pearl leapt back, startled by the teeth. Given a challenge and the rumbling of her stomach, Pearl was determined to kill whatever it was. Although it did dawn on her that this could be the 'seel' Haven had mentioned to her. It certainly fit the bill. Swinging her head around for any other wolves that could potentially steal or help her with the potential meal.