Sea Lion Shores creation

she stopped when the distance had closed enough for her to get a proper look over him.

she thought him an odd thing, but not ugly.

his domestic appearance was unfamiliar, captivating, perhaps even handsome in the right lighting. thin legs, draped ears, tangled curls never before seen. it left her wondering just how he'd managed to acquire such an unusually alluring appearance.

the inner embarrassment he faced was lost to the sprite, and so she settled herself, content to admire him while he enjoyed the display of seals painted before him. should he happen to glance her way again, she'd stand and give a twirl, silent consent as if to say you may look upon me too.