Blackbeak Bluff I'm in danger!

"Waves.." She said aloud, moreso for herself to be learning a new word that felt familiar yet foreign on her Spanish tongue.

She slowly rose from her semi crouched position though her head stayed lowered towards the ground. Mictec did not sense that he was a threat, rather his graying fur reminded her of her former pack elders, ones that were to be treated with upmost respect. Though for Mictec, she thought they were delusional and letting their vices run their pack into the ground.

She made her way slowly towards the edge, her composure calculated and calm like she had always been told to do. She sst beside him, not close to where she could reach a paw to touch him but enough to still hear him against the high tide.

"Why does it move back and forth and not stay still?"