Cerulean Cape who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

She arched a brow in response, intrigued by these mysterious crabs and whatever they meant to Tristan. He began to ask her a question and her head tilted, though her silver eyes suddenly flicked away from his face to a point beyond his shoulder. There was a stranger approaching them. He looked like a fellow yearling, with a broad chest and fairly standard coloring, save his burnt orange eyes. There was something vaguely familiar about him. Bat was about to call out to him when Tristan beat her to the punch.

Before the newcomer could possibly answer, Bat blurted, "Are you from the hollow? Lost Creek Hollow?" She strode forward onto the sandy beach, shaking the saltwater from her coat and peering curiously at the brown wolf.