Ankyra Sound a walk on the wild side

Autumn had arrived to Sequoia Coast once again after a few months. Last time she was here at the beach, she had raced Ypres, then eaten her trophy: a pheasant. She'd also met the strange red eyed white cougar. They had talked about the eclipse, which had just happened, as well as legends. Now she had come back to see the sights again.

Now it was night and she walked along the samd. She didn't like the way the sand got between her toes, or the sour salty sea air, but the veiws of the sunrise and sunset were worth the cons. She now saw a figure in the darkness, she couldn't tell what. She sped up a little. It was canine, but she still couldn't tell what it was. It was possible that it might be a fox if it was small and canine. She called out to it: "Hey there!" She trotted closer and realized it was a very little wolf, and she wondered why its parents didn't seem to be nearby. She told herself perhaps they're hiding, and are going to leap on me, but there didn't seem to be the scent of parent here.