Sea Lion Shores shady inference

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As she watched, she learned more about the obese creatures. They seemed to operate under a harem of sorts, for she could see the difference in the genders, the males much larger and much uglier than the females. It caused her to wonder if they were sentient beings, like wolves; and if so, she further questioned how they could live with themselves, being the lazy, odiferous animals that they were. One of the males could feed an entire wolf pack for a week, and being comprised mostly of fat, she guessed that  the flesh would taste fairly good too. But no one in their right mind would think to go near the lions.

A voice tore her from her studies, and she turned her head to watch the girl's approach. With her variegated coat of grey hues, she was a lovely young woman, therefore Uma offered her a small smile and a curt dip of her muzzle in greeting. She scooted over to the side, allowing room on the rock for the other female to join her if she so wished. I could not agree more, my dear. It's a little fucked up, uttered the snowy wolf.

I am Uma.

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