Stavanger Bay gazing in the rays of the solar

oh, but honey, he didn't miss. 

dalia was slow enough as is, and her small frame made her easily dominated in most situations. so when he leapt forward, intent on tackling her into the sand, he did just that. 

the pearl went down light and easy. the rusty male crashed into her and pulled her down with her weight, and the two tumbled forwards into the wet sand, the little particles stuck on all sides of her pale fur. she giggled as they came to a stop, pressing her forelimbs against him even as his weight held her in place beneath him. 

"you caught me," she commented breathily, tongue sticking out at him before swiping across her nose to remove some of the sand that stuck to it. she hadn't expected much else. and she certainly hadn't expected to be in this position.