Cerulean Cape Birth of a pearl

Thresher smiled when the female complimented her on her name. Her mother had chosen ocean-inspired names for the children, and she had been told that she had been named after a type of shark, with a long, whip-like tail. Of course, as a very docile wolf, it was perhaps not the most accurate description of her personality, but more often than not, while growing up, her name had been pronounced as 'Treasure' which suited her just fine. She bowed her head gratefully and smiled at the idea of being a guardian. She looked at Ceph endearingly. "We protecc each other," She said warmly. 

Apparently, Ceph had been talking to the female about inhabiting the area, and Thresher nodded, her eyes being drawn to the coastline, up the shore where she knew the landbrige to Wheeling Gull Isle was. That was her home- but when she had visited last, there seemed to be a new group of wolves who were staking a claim there, and she wasn't entirely sure if visitors were welcome. "Is peaceful," She commented, about the seaside lifestyle, agreeing with Ceph that the sunsets over the ocean were a sight to behold.