Cerulean Cape Statues and stones

I hope just jumping in like this is allowed :)

A torbie pelt emerged from the brush as a flurry of yips and barks interrupted the she-wolf's snooze. Blinking, her amber optics slowly got accustomed to the level of light and the femora continued her lazy gait down towards the racket. Her nostrils flared as the scent of a stranger was present but she barely raised an eyebrow. Seeing as the bay was a popular setting for wolves to hang out, is was no surprise that she had company that morning.

She trotted nimbly across the pebbles to reside on a patch of frosted grass, listening to the waves lap the shore with a gentle hiss, her eyes scanning the landscape for the other canine. She spotted it's dark shape due west, seemingly locked in a hunt, too busy to notice Ren's presence. She yawned and relaxed, letting her eyes drift shut but her ears on full alert.