Stavanger Bay saltwater running through my veins

The sun had officially made its grand entrance, and with it came a brilliant canopy of sapphire and tangerine hue. Embry gazed out across the waves in awe of its striking luster. It was, after all, his first morning back on the seashore. How wonderful it had already proved to be. 

You. Wish. Embry chuckled; his tail a pendulum as it brushed amicably against the sand. The words were deliberately unhurried, and they seemed to play around his ears. His hazel coat was cast into a honey ochre in the complete radiance of morning.

Embry's blue gaze marched steadily ahead, following the pearly-white she now herself aglow upon the flushed shore. It was then that he noticed the subtle markings upon her tail. 

"Well, where are you going?" He called, his voice fruity now that he was granted a clip of air. A slight chill had fallen upon the beach - he supposed there was snow in the Sentinels - and his breath was illuminated in the sun-dappled air. 

He made short work of the distance, loping along with a sense of liberty at the absence of those god-forsaken trees he had for so long coped with back at the glen. His great, nut-brown coat followed the movement with a gentle sway. All the while, his gaze remained locked on this girl; devious but not incorrect in her assumption that he might follow. 

He nudged her with a broad shoulder as he drew close, matching his pace evenly. "I thought we had a deal, now."