Sequoia Coast Bad news, go away

For a moment he saw the elusive thing, though the ocean spray made his eyes squint. He hissed stepping back and pawing his eyes. The Beta-to-be paused in his furious pawing as he heard pawsteps in the sand. The assassin turned around, eyes still irritated by the salty water, seeing a silver wolf watching him curiously in the distance. For a moment, as his vision was blurred, he thought it was that Keith bastard from Ouroboros.

But, to his relief, it wasn't. It was someone else, someone very unfamiliar. He couldn't trace his origins, still clogged up by the water, but at least his eyes were clear. Though they were burned like hellfire. "May I ask why you are staring at me in such a manner?" he said, noting the male's far distance.