Cerulean Cape who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

He had half a mind to keep going without stopping to acknowledge the strangers, but they were soon alerted to his presence. The larger of the two called out to him first, and he paused briefly, then moved to continue his forward motion. Breccan was very surprised when the female abruptly asked him about his place of origin, though. The male wolf's friendly-enough greeting was quickly forgotten in the wake of the girl's query.

"Uh, yeah," he replied, coming to a halt even as she closed the distance between them. Both of the strangers were grey-pelted -- he couldn't help but compare the guy to his grandma Finley, which was weird and he shook it off quickly -- and the she-wolf's coat was interestingly patterned, but he didn't recognize either of them. Who was she, and how did she know he came from Lost Creek Hollow?

He lobbed a question of his own in her direction. "Are you? From the hollow, I mean?"