Ankyra Sound underneath the palm trees you can leave your worries

He can see the hesitation and uncertainty as she steps up to the large patch of grass. It hasn’t been used a while so any sand he may have used to brush himself off is buried beneath the fresh wave of new grass. After she gets going, however, he begins to move at the same time she barks a similar comment from before and he nearly gawks. Managing to hold it together, he battles between staring to make her uncomfortable or turning and leaving.
 
After a moment, she goes back to working the rest of the sand out of her fur and he turns shoulder and trots several yards away. He turns his head around to look back once as she begins to right herself, speaking something, and searches for him.