Dragoncrest Cliffs Worn down, two bit diners and dachshunds

Having been startled by the male's sudden appearance, Graeae's ears fell back against her skull as she cowered somewhat timidly beside her mother. She continued to peer over at him, unsure of whether to ease up, until Naiad's invitation was extended. She chuffed back, cautiously falling into line. 

A few moments of silence passed by as the trio came upon the sandy beach. The salty air scratched at the inside of Graeae's nose, though she thought little of it. It's nice, she whispered to her mother, careful to keep the stranger out of earshot.