Sequoia Coast ulysses

A crack from a stiff joint masked Wip's initial attempt to catch his attention, but Kovacs knew she was there. The salty sea breeze had the dual effect of masking scents and ferrying them around very quickly, and hers was sweet. Mornin', the spindly little female offered casually, standing there on her four sticks for legs. He looked her up and down once, noted her confident stance, and said in a gravelly but nonthreatening voice, "Do you make a habit of approaching strangers?"