A Stroll Across the Beach

[Sterling]

[span style="text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #087F6A;"]Sterling[/span]

Sterling stopped and let his ears twitch as he head an agreeable voice. Someone with true taste for sure! He turned and was greeted by a little wolfess, his head tilting as she promptly dug up a new shell and brought it over to him. Normally he would be startled by a stranger, but this one had come complete with a peace offering! "Oh but of course this one will surely do, little one!" He smiled, dropping his bucket down to the ground and leaning forward to take the shell she had offered up, lifting it and plopping it down into his bucket.

He shifted and sat down, sitting upright as well as he could and looking down at the little wolf as she introduced herself. "Quennel quennel quennel" He repeated a few times, bob tail twitching in the said, leaving a small indent in the grains. "What a lovely name, sweetie. I am Sterling, At your service!" He proclaimed, leaning forward in a sort of bow. He observed her form, glancing over her damp fur and features. "You are looking fairly moist this morning. Lose a fight with a rude wave?" He inquired.

Seems Sterling was in the mood for chit chat for sure. A silly little grin graced his maw as he shifted into what one would call, kit attendee mode. Being attentive and tilting his head a bit here and there whenever she would speak. He leaned down towards his bucket and tugged it a bit closer to him, letting it rest in the sand directly beside him.