Serpent Lake Caza

Already quiet steps fell silent when they stopped.

That inky nose lifted off the sand, and raised high until it pointed straight to a golden face with blood for eyes. Tail, calmly resting at her ankles. There was a stillness that stirred, and both tall spire ears stood upright. Hola, said the sand man. A siren voice that was almost soft in the low rumble of notes. Charming.

He greeted her, even in speaking a word that had gone unknown. 

Was he lost?

A smile curved up on her lips and she called out in an echo: "Hello."