Stavanger Bay A wave came crashing toward the land

Heph took in the stranger's bearing as she approached. The back and forth was a good way to lose most of the crabs and Heph took another step back to allow the both of them out of the fray. One eye she kept on the advancing creatures and the other gave a brief sweep over the other canine. "Not that I know of, I haven't been here the full turn of seasons so it may have to do with the summer but Spring and Winter didn't have anything like it." She supposed summer brought all sorts of things to the surface, but she was not overly familiar. Only time would tell if it was seasonal or rare, like the sheer abundance of other prey in the area.

At the other canine's demur Heph's own eyes lit up and she let out a light laugh, teasing slightly although keeping the upturn of her tone questioning and open. "Apologies - was nice the wrong appellation? Would you prefer charming? Or perhaps something to compliment the rarity of your appearance?" Her gaze glittered in the light, seeking.