Cerulean Cape Sailor's Melody

Jolting a little, Louis looked toward the voice -- easier to pinpoint with his big ears out of the sand hole -- then grinned, wagging his tail. "Oh! I'm digging." A blink. "I mean, I'm Louis, but to answer your question - I was digging. That's uh, not my name." A chuckle. "I wondered if I could reach the sea by going down. Or if the water would be clear here. Or if I'd find water at all."

Shaking his fur again, though it did little to help such a quantity of sand, Louis took a step forward to inspect the stranger. Tail lifted and wagging with curious confidence, there was no aggression in the movement, but no submission either.

Green eyes not so very different from the seafoam, and fur that would have been much harder to see in the dark. Muscled, though not with the bearlike brawn of some wolves Louis had met before. This one looked sleek and good for running. Salt seemed seeped into their fur, mixing with their scent. Maybe they lived nearby. "Nice to meet you, ah?"

Hopefully they'd offer a name. Though Louis supposed he could just make something up if not.