Sequoia Coast believe in something beautiful again

Meeka meandered along the shoreline, occasionally pausing to sniff at the sand hoping to find something edible. Her keen nose pinpointed something that smelled like food buried in the wet sand. She dug a shallow hole to reveal what at first appeared to be a rock. But on closer inspection she realized it was a sea critter encased in a hard shell. No doubt the shell served to protect a soft meaty treat inside. She tried to crack it open with her jaws, but only ended up hurting her teeth.

Not one to give up easily, Meeka decided to take a different approach. She picked up the stubborn creature in her teeth and set out to look for the biggest rock she could find. If she couldn't crack the shell with her jaws, she'd bash it open with a rock.

As she walked, she spotted a pair of wolves standing on the beach. She thought they had to be wolves, anyway. Having only been on her own for about a week, she'd never actually laid eyes on a real wild wolf before. She'd met plenty of dogs, even a few wolf hybrids, like herself. These creatures were bigger than any dog she'd ever seen.

Meeka dropped her food and quickly covered it with sand. The wolves had some food of their own, but she still wanted to be cautious. The other wild canines she had encountered thus far hadn't passed up the chance to steal her food. She hoped her fellow wolves would be kinder to her. "Hi there," she said uncertainly.