Coconut Grove [ sorry not sorry ]

Once the thing had been pried off her muzzle with a few more soft jabs, Egeria watched as it plopped back into the pool, no worse for wear, immediately sticking itself onto the next smooth surface it came across. Crinkling her muzzle, the she-wolf sat back on her haunches and began pawing at her own muzzle to relieve the strange sensation. Once the tingling had receded enough to focus on the task at paw again, she glanced back at her fellow hunter who already seemed to be making progress at another pool. 

It was clear to her that experience reigned supreme along these shores and not everything was meant to be meant or tasted. The salt flavoring of both the sea-breeze and the water wouldn't be easily extinguished, even if her paws led her in-land. Mulling over these thoughts, Egeria knew she would have to think before acting, something that seemed to slip her mind at the prospect of finding an easy catch. 

Catching the eye of the other, Egeria observed the she-wolf gesture to her own pool, a clear invitation to join. Tilting her head, she debated on the sincerity of the invitation. Strangers were not to be taken lightly, even as good-natured as this female seemed to appear. Wondering briefly about the lack of spoken word, but only a mere passing thought on the matter, Egeria shrugged and moved to her paws, approaching at a slow, leisure pace. Her tail brushed along her hocks, no indication of dominance or threatening appearances. 

Keeping her distance out of respect, Egeria settled herself on the opposite side of the pool to give them both room to breathe. Blinking appreciatively at the she-wolf for the summons, her eyes fell back to the pool, studying the various sea-fauna and small creatures inside.