Sea Lion Shores riptide

As the ocean grew more aggressive and the rain started to fall, Sen's full attention was put into searching for a decent shelter. The voice of the Welsh wolf drifted through her ears and she nodded quickly.
"Unless you know of a place to go that's closer," she started, eyeing the ocean. "We'll have to travel back the way I came a bit. I swear I saw something that would work, even though it's not the most ideal place..."
While her eyes roamed over the ocean and the dark sky, her ears were focused on catching any words that left Crëyr's mouth. Sen didn't want to miss anything that could be important to getting out of the storm before it really started.