Dragoncrest Cliffs Whalewatcher

Her eyes widened as she watched the dark waters, waiting for any signs that the whales might surface again. She couldn't be sure how many there were, as their breaches were staggered, and occasionally, none would surface for a few moments before reappearing a bit closer to the shore. Still many fathoms beyond where Chacal could ever hope to swim out and interact with them- if they were peaceful creatures at all- but quite enjoyable to watch from the cliffs. 

She flicked an ear first when she heard someone approaching, but was too distracted, watching for the whales to resurface, not knowing where they would appear next to tear her gaze away from the ocean. Once her packmate drew next to her she knew by his scent and by the towering shadow he cast over her that it was Eadwulf, and she turned her head to give him a sunny smile, sitting up so that her shoulder could brush against his. Like her, he was captivated by the ocean, and watching for the plumes of white mist as they were blown in a wispy column into the air above the dark waves. 

"Look- ahh!" She crooned, as a whale surfaced, with another at its flank. Likely a calf from the previous season, still holding close to its mother as she swam and fed in the waters. "Watch for de fluke," She said, reaching over to nudge his shoulder gently. "It means they will dive." She informed him in her quiet, singsong voice.