Sea Lion Shores dragonfly, doesn't matter

sandpiper did not linger as the mix turned to leave, though for a moment she deliberated on why the wolf-mix had just mispronounced 'gracious'. with a shrug of her shoulders, sandpiper assumed it must be the defective coyote in the female talking -- why else would she have so many weird and made up words?

dakini did not stay in sandpiper's mind long - as she turned back to the bay another thought trickled in -- she had not seen rosalyn in a while, and wanted to remedy that. someone had to keep rosalyn sharply under heel, and obviously since the boys were infatuated (sandpiper really couldn't fathom why) it would have to be her.

determined by her new quest, sandpiper struck inland towards the last area she had encountered the prickly (as if sandpiper herself wasn't prickly?!) woman.