Sequoia Coast tea leaves

The inquiring tone of his voice suggested that he had never heard of the sea-side pack. Shortly after, he admitted openly that it was not familiar to him. Eos peered curiously at the male with sea-water eyes. She was not certain she should have been answering his queries about her new home. Frankly, she did not know much about it herself. “I don’t believe it has been around long. I am new to these lands, however… they could have occupied the shore for years, for all I know,” she answered him with a shrug of her jutting shoulders and a frown. “Where are you from? You carry the stench of another pack,” she then inquired, tilting her muzzle upwards and drawing her ears forward. Eos was certain that she was entitled to her own questions. If he chose not to respond, she could easily turn around and saunter back the way she had come.