Sequoia Coast clocks and calendars don't work in night vale

It took but only a few minutes of aimless wandering in order to come across the blurred silhouette sitting in the distance. Rose paused for a moment, shook the sand stuck between her toes free, and then continued on towards the oblivious stranger. Her nose twitched once close enough to get a more detailed description of the stranger’s scent. The first thing that stuck out was the mingled scents of other wolves woven within the youth’s own. Rose made a mental note that should her new companion be not so welcoming, It’d probably be best to flee rather than fight. 

The only other thing she was able to pick out was the familiarity of sea that was tangled within the stranger’s coat. There was a good chance she knew the place better than Rose did, and that put an uneasy feeling within the yearling’s stomach. Still, the flame pelted girl stayed put and let out chuff to announce her presence, silently hoping the other wasn’t in a foul mood.