Oystercatcher Tide Pools searchin' for my lost shaker of salt

she answered with the confidence of someone who had long been a friend and this he appreciated. the woman was somewhat intimidating by his perception, black fur and winglike markings of gray.

she turned broadside as he waded into the water to meet her,careful not to step on any of the sea creatures linked to the rocky seabed. 

"I'm Vegas," he answered with a soft smile and another swift way of his tail. "Drageda. Is that around here?" he wondered conversationally.