Ankyra Sound elf gov ray.

They strode along the sands in tandem, Haunt flanking Fox rather than literally falling behind him. She turned her face toward him when he pressed her about her missing appendages, a strange expression passing over her face momentarily before it went blank.

Aliens, she deadpanned. It was the truth, in a sense.

Whether or not she intended to say anything more on the matter, Haunt glanced just beyond Penn and gasped audibly, digging her single forepaw into the sand to grind to a halt. Wordlessly, she pointed with her abbreviated forelimb.

Just beyond the surf where the waves crashed to shore, a great black fin cut through the water.