Stavanger Bay teach our bodies: haunt the cause

like any sibling, smokestep was aware of her intentions - perhaps it was easily read on the miscreant smile that doused her face. she slid from his flank as he turned his muzzle to her, her smile mirroring his own in affection.

as for where she had been -- sandpiper flicked her gaze down the strand, and then looked back to him with a somewhat solemn aspect. she did not think of warsaw as much anymore, and it was scarcely on her mind as she replied. her father she missed the way any daddy's girl would burningly miss, but she was an adult now, and had to wean herself off of her neediness for her father. "mostly with raptor, exploring. we found a new crab you can eat." well, only raptor had eaten it -- sandpiper was not so dumb to eat a foreign thing first. "chased off a little trumpet a few weeks ago, and met ros.. and that coyote thing. you've been busy." she apprised him with another sly smile; she admired how well smokestep could woo the locals -- especially when she would rather just antagonize them.