Cerulean Cape siren song

Firebrand is lost among the waves, watching as they lap against her paws, sand shifting beneath. It is not until she hears her bark that she notices the other femme approaching. Brine on the air, legs soaked through. She whirls 'round and can't help the smile that stretches wide across charcoal maw. "You never told me your's, either," she pointed out, humor in her tone. 

Andromaque withdrew from the sea and wagged darkened tail, taking a few steps closer. "It's Andromaque," she said, nearly tripping over a piece of driftwood that seemed to have suddenly appeared beneath her -- in truth, she was just not paying attention. Andromaque took a shy step backwards, embarrassed by her almost-tumble.