Stavanger Bay There's nothing like you and me on the beach

She wanted to grab hold of each, roll that soft fur and skin between her toes, but the peculiar-looking wolf yanked himself out of her grasp with an indignant huff. Quell immediately dropped her forelegs and backed away a few paces with a, "My b!" The youth dropped back onto her haunches and complemented her apology by spreading her forelegs, hopefully showing that she meant him no harm.

"How'd you get your ears so soft and floppy? And where'd you get all your spots?" Quell pressed, glancing sideways when Frolic gamboled up to the party of two with a crab in his mouth. "Ah! Fuck! A sea spider!" the young she-wolf exclaimed, stifling a scream when the otter dropped the damn thing right on her forepaw. "Get it away from me! AHHH!" Q instinctively punted it, without any thought to its direction, sending the clawed critter sailing right at the spotted wolf.