Oystercatcher Tide Pools the old

the seafarer knew of dogs, thinking of the corten line, specifically. in all fairness, seasmoke himself probably had some ( small ) percentage of domesticated canine in his blood ... but he'd never seen a canine looking like some sort of strange flora. though considering that the beast looked like any sort of flora was a stretch because seasmoke could not say he'd ever seen any sort of plant like the dog, either.

wha' happened tae yer fur? asks seasmoke, wondering if the growth and dreadlocked appearance was contagious; lacking tact and any sort of filter between his brain and his mouth ( likely why he's got those scars ).

a glimpse stolen towards the sea, noting that the dark clouds grew both thicker and closer. he hesitates for a moment before deciding this was the best offer of shelter he was likely to get. he gathers his oysters and ducks to join the dog. ye got a name?