Iktome Plains saltmouth

"I came here for the first time not long ago too," matching Teya's calmness as they rounded on the tip of gilded bay, inky paws soon sinking into the cold sand. "With my family - we moved from inland." She was a homebody, something the boy had once been too until the trip to the plateau had sparked some sense of adventure in him. 

Meeting her gaze, he invited her onto the beach with a plume of his tail. Behind him, waterways ribboned across golden sand, feeding into rockpools that foamed white with ocean spray. The weak autumn sun did little to warm the bay at this time of year, the air remaining frigid yet sheltered from the windy plains.

"I'd like to show you something. Once we find one," he added quickly, "Sorry, I'm still getting used to the prey here." It was a slight change of plan, for he too perhaps waned to delay his return for a while longer.