Sea Lion Shores Lumps of Fat

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You could say that the albino was baffled at the sight that was in front of her. The female had never seen such a sight in her short life. She had been by Stavanger Bay before, that is where she had tasted and smelled the salty air, but Scarlett had never expected this. Her red eyes took in every detail from the alien landscape before her. Along with the alien animals that made weird sounds and walked really funny. Her white paws dug into the sandy grounds. She felt like a pup getting to know new things that was so common for other wolves. This was extraordinary! Her nose sneezed since she wasn't used to the salty air. The winds were strong today. Those winds caressed her fur or blew it in a direction it wasn't suppose to stand.

Scarlett trotted past all the weird blobs of living fat to get to the water's edge. Once she lowered her snout for a quick sip she realized that even the water salty! It wasn't drinkable. After only one sip the pale female realized this. A snort came from her, almost sounding like another sneeze. Her parents never described anything like this maybe they didn't even know this type of landscape existed! Suddenly a pride swelled through the female. She had discovered something her hating family hadn't. Her white tail rose a bit from its neutral stance. She concluded it was a big salty lake, correction, a very extra large salty lake. How curious.

Her eyes studied a few lumps of fat go into the waving water. She wondered how they survived. Soon the female was distracted as she saw her own paw prints in the wet sand. A smile turned on her muzzle. It remembered her of the first snowfall. Those were good memories. Before she realized she was reliving her puphood moments. Scarlett walked in circles and patterns to see her paw prints more clearly. She must have looked like a mentally crazy wolf if she had an audience. Her paw prints were so much bigger!! For once the small framed lady didn't felt like she was the smallest adult wolf ever.