Sea Lion Shores i want a hot dog real bad

Mallaidh only manages to startle him as he’s suddenly aware of her presence. Her ears fall back when he snarls at her through the sand and she takes one careful step back. All in the same moment, however, Artaax slumps back to the ground as if he’d been mistake. She’d only managed to startle him, unaware of exactly what’s going on, but worried all the same.

He doesn’t immediately try to get away from her, gently saying her old name. Carefully, she inches closer, scooting along in the sand until she’s touching him (should he allow) and gently nose into his fur and search for smells that shouldn’t be there. The redhawks have long since washed off his fur through travel but she likely wouldn’t recognize it anyway.

”It’s okay,” she murmurs, giving him a nudge. ”It’ll be okay. We need to find somewhere not in the open,” she suggests. Getting home like this likely isn’t going to happen and if she can care for him under shelter or hidden away, she’d feel much better.