Sea Lion Shores Wiser and Older

Whatever. She could go without. Rina sat there for a little while longer, filling her lungs with the sea air and watching the crash of the waves. Just as she was thinking of leaving, a bark me her ears. A man was sitting a shirt ways along the beach. Rina, surprised she hasn't noticed the man before barked in return, her tones light. Should she approach him?

Rina, deciding she was in favour of meeting the pale fitted man, walked over to him, smelling his scent. Horizon Ridge. She'd passed by their lands on the way. A hint of a political smile on her face, Rina stopped a few steps from the man. Hello, sir.