Ankyra Sound in memory of sniffy cole

sobeille did not know what to make of this man and cursed that he'd seen her. she hoped to watch him, but he was too attuned to his environment.

her fur stood on end as he sniffed, but it was the wave of his tail that softened her posture. ey, sobeille ventured, feeling as the tidal wind raked past them both in a spit of saltwater. what you be doin'?

it was not in her nature to trust strangers, but it was late and she very wide awake.