Dragoncrest Cliffs [m] salt settling

He’d carved up a new routine, one that kept him active. And he decided to stick with it, even on the days he would rather sleep in. On the days the cold cut straight to his bones. Like today. 

Sand-covered paws retraced the steps he’d left not an hour earlier, some of the path swallowed up by the breathing sea. It gave him time to think. And he’d been thinking about how maybe he should consider less time to think, as it rarely left him in an uplifted mood. 

But today was different. Despite the rough start. The sun was out, fresh morning heat gracing his pelt. It felt nice, and the whole way back he was planning a sunny nap. Even picked the perfect spot. In the evening, he wanted to eat with others. To break the silence that, lately so often covered Sapphique. 

After some time, a figure drew nearer.. he recognized her, after some of the distance closed, and his tail flagged behind him. He knew she’d set off a few days ago to seek companionship. He was happy to see her back. Upon drawing even closer, her scent became prevalent..strong, and not unpleasant. Though his nose did wrinkle briefly. 

“Mornin’, Chani!” He spoke over the droning waves, uncharacteristic enthusiasm present in his words.