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Thresher had been distracted by the pale whale bones and the reassuring sound of the surf hitting the shore, and didn't notice that she was being approached until she heard their voices in the distance. She didn't understand the first thing the slightly smaller male said, but he rushed toward her, urgency clear in his very expressive features. Her ears flicked back and she stepped backwards toward the shore, feeling the cool water lap at her heels, but it only took a moment for her to assess the situation and see very plainly that he was worried, not angry, and wasn't charging her to cause any harm. When he called out again, his warning made Thresher tilt her head to the side, and smile slightly. Don't drink the water? 

She stepped forward, pulling her hind paws from the wet sand, and opened her mouth to reply softly, but before she could, the male went tumbling head over heels, unable to stop himself, and she side-stepped with the nimbleness of one very accustomed to dodging waves. He sent sand and surf flying as he came to a halt, and was immediately set upon by irritated crabs which must have been gathered in that pool of water, and saw fit to punish him thoroughly for crashing their party. 

"Oh, no," She whispered softly, having learned how painful it was to be pinched or grabbed by the pincers of a crab, and she moved toward him, but she respectfully moved aside as the male's much more refined friend stepped forward. He had an air of grace and dignity about him, and though the two looked to be about the same age, they were very different indeed. Still, it was obvious that he cared, though he did deal with the crabs in a slightly deft slap of his paw that surely pulled some of the smaller male's fur loose. She winced, but at least he'd been rid of the pests that had chosen to clamp onto him. 

She shyly glanced up at the knightly male, who explained the situation. Warmly, she smiled at the poor, bedraggled fellow whose heart had been in the right place, even though he'd been a bit silly to think that she didn't know that sea water was not fit for drinking. "Thank," She whispered softly, dipping her head to Lokie, and reached out to gently touch her nose to his cheek in a gesture of appreciation. "Am from the sea...From island," She said, gesturing with a fluid motion to the island that lay out in the bay, across the land bridge that reached out to it. "But...Very right. Not to drink sea water," She said, making a face to demonstrate the foul taste, followed by a girlish smile.