Dragoncrest Cliffs but you hate the very thought of me, atthis,

There were different types of kelp on the beach and it put a furrow in his brow, but he nodded and skipped a few steps ahead of her. Intent upon his mission. He nosed and grasped some red, green and brown and brought it back to his grandmother and lay it at her feet.

Then with a small step back he looked at her.