Stavanger Bay Memories that Drive me

Ash Paw heard the shuffling noise as someone moved nearby, but she didn't move. The fur to wet, the sun just the right amount of warm. Her body weak and tired. She was spent.

Suddenly the sun was blocked, and a hoarse voice spoke down at her. Blue eyes snapped open and she stared up at the other that stared down and she snorted. 

Of course i'm not dead, but if you don't back off i'mma bite yer nose off. She gave a small growl, though she didn't move at first. Finally, she lifted her head. 

Small, petite body moved and shifted a she stood on sopping paws. The fur of tawny and black a mixture of wet and dry, water sluicing down to puddle at her feet, curling around the innards of her legs and stomach. 

She tilted her head. I was enjoying a swim. She grumbled back grumpily.