Cerulean Cape Sailor's Melody

the sound of sand splattering drew val in. he'd followed the scent of a wounded doe this far, but in defeat had lost her trail near the cape's marshlands. rather than return to sapphique alone, val stalked the coastal fringes.

he expected a burrowing creature, but the form hunkered down in the sand was anything but. it was hard to get a good look at the wolf, but val could ascertain he was a dark male of stature similar to his own. what are you doing? val called from the rushes, unwilling to get close without assurance the stranger was friendly.