Sea Lion Shores just don’t know if i can roll into the sea again,

She left @Tristan resting beneath the shady trees at the foot of Gyrfalcon's Keep and ventured back toward the shoreline, wondering if she might catch them some fresh fish for breakfast. She could hear the din before the ocean came into view: barking sea lions, squawking seagulls and the rhythmic pounding of the surf. A smile played about her lips as she tilted her slate snout into a sea breeze that whipped past, combing salty fingers through her nape, where a crust of brine still lingered.

There were a dozen or more small streams leading out to sea and Bat discovered a figure crouched over one, pink tongue darting slowly to break up the morning sun's shimmering reflection on the clear water. Although her stomach was pinched with hunger, the yearling slowed to greet the stranger, as ever happy to meet new faces on her travels. This one was sharp and black, her fur slightly disheveled and her eyes a striking amethyst.

"Good morning!" Bat called out amiably.