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[hushsound.]

HUSH SOUND

"Link... it's time to wake up."

Crabs were not something that Hush commonly had to worry about, even within the island based territory of the Typhoon. Even with his current injuries, it was fairly easy for the large wolf to bat the creatures away before they could attempt to sink their sharp pinchers into some part of his body. Even when he had been only a small domestic feline, it had been fairly easy to just nudge them away with his sword. Or, if he was in a particularly hungry mood, slice them in half with it. Even with their tough and occasionally sharp outward shells, they couldn't stand up to his razor sharp blade, and often once their carapace was split in half, he could eagerly and greedily go to town on the tasty meat inside. It was the tactic he had employed at Tanteri's little crab cracking event, and one that he broke out quite often while hungry, since crustaceans were usually fairly easy to come across when you went down to the beach. Still, it meant that he had no innate fear or caution of them, as Keona did, so the canine would often find himself just wandering along the beach, not keeping much of an eye out for anything in his path. Up to this point, it hadn't caused any troubles, but a small part of him thought that perhaps it was time for him to change his behaviors. After all, there wasn't just crabs to worry about. There was also particularly sharp shells, or jellyfish that had been tugged too close to the shore...

The subject had been on his mind as he walked along the water, not aware of Keona doing much the same thing. He would've liked to go romping farther into the water, since he knew how to swim quite well, but he couldn't at the moment, thanks to the wounds that had been inflicted by Trojan. Sure, they were bandaged up quite nicely now, but he still didn't want salt water soaking through those bandages and bringing with it immense stinging pain. So, rather than his usual afternoon swim, he was forced to just pad along the edge of the water, only his paws becoming soaked by the salty sea. When the waves began to rise, Hush found a frown curling onto his muzzle, retreating fro. The water before it could crash into his side and do exactly what he had just been worrying about. As he watched the water retreat back afterwards, his eyes caught sight of Keona, andnhe found himself growing curious as to what the tiny wildcat was doing. Tail wagging a bit behind him, the large canine limped his way over to her, sitting down nearby and clearing his throat so that she would know he was there. After all, he didn't wish to scare the crap out of the poor little rusty spotted cat. Once be was sure she knew of his presence, he barked softly, his voice hoarse and soft, his usually rough voice exacerbated by the wound that was still healing on his throat, "Hey, Keona. What're you doing out here? I can't imagine you're watching the waves..." It wasn't meant to be a dig about her blindness, just a simple statement of fact. After all, how much fun could watching the water be when you couldn't even see it? He supposed the sounds of the waves could've been soothing, but it wasn't as if one couldn't hear them from the main ship or anything. 

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