Sea Lion Shores Gimme three steps

Dante shook his head. "No, I traveled quite a ways to arrive here. I am from the Plateau." He cocked his head, looking at the waves, then back at her. "The sea is beautiful, but I don't think I could live by it." He much preferred the cool green forests of his home to the sandy beaches and crashing waves of the coast. The scent of salt was not unpleasant but rather strong and he wondered how one got a decent scent of prey over it. It couldn't be an easy adjustment.

"Tell your husband I send my regards. I have heard tell of you and he, and how you helped Junior." He dipped his head. "I'm sure you've been told this many times, but you have our thanks." He hadn't recognized her name alone, but coupled with her pack and her mate's rank the connection was made.