Ankyra Sound out of chaos came the light

After the momentary awkward silence that followed, she watched as the he-wolf opened his mouth, but no words escaped from his gaping jaws. Instead, a soft, hoarse-sounding croak forced its way out of his throat. Muffled by the salty sea breeze, the barely audible voice died off in the wind. Helen's ears twitched slightly.

What followed was more silence, as Helen tried to gather her thoughts as quickly as she could, wondering how to apologize for her abrupt appearance. From his size and built, her guess was that he was half her age. Her thoughts shifted to what he was doing here. Or maybe he lived here. Her gaze landed on the pristine sand surrounding them, and then to her paws as she shifted them in the ticklish matter. 

When she finally looked up again at the chestnut-brown he-wolf, she murmured her apologies: "Sorry if I startled you." She dipped her politely, adding: "I'm Helen. I, uh, nice to meet you."