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.x. Blackened ears poked out from the top of a bush, just on the edge of a palm tree forest. It rotated some, and went back to being straight forward again. A fully white leg to the elbow with black claws and black pads extended from the bush and touched the soft sand. It made no sound as it made contact. The leaves of the shrub separated and revealed a slender, athletic body of a canine. Sapphire optics looked left and right, assuring her she was alone. Her pelt was black and sand tinted with a few highlights of black and silver within it. Her face mas down to her muzzle, on her throat and the under belly was bleach white. She had four white socks all up to the knees and elbows. Blackened sniffer picked up no other scents, other than the salty sea that lied before her. This was a new place, with new ventures, and new dogs and possibly wolves. One had to be careful.
.x. Body moved forward as a grin slicked onto her maw. Crouching down with only her rump and tail in the air, she became a secret agent humming the Mission Impossible song. "Dunh dunh da da dunh dunh da da dunh. Nah nah na, na na na, na na na, na NA!" she said as she leaped from one bush to the other as she peeked out of each one and looked for others. "dunh dunh DAH DAAAAAAAH dunh DAAHH DAAAH! DAAH DAAH DUNH DAH DAHH!" she raised her voice as she sang. Suddenly a coconut fell in front of her. "GRENAAAAAAADE!" she shouted as she leaped back behind a bush behind her. She faked a kaboom noise as she ran out to the shores. "Oh no. My cover has been blown." she said as she raced to the sea and jumped into the surf. Water splashed upon her pelt, making it heavy as she lapped a few and rode a couple waves. After a while, she got back out and rolled in the sand. It would bother her later, but another bath in the ocean would take care of it.
.x. Tongue lolled out as she sun bathed in the warm rays. You can never not have fun. No matter what age you are. Even though she was four, almost five, she still liked to be a pup. Mature in thought, immature in action sometimes. Her body was stretched out as she tried to warm up each inch of her body. So far, she had not yet seen any other wolf or dog on this side of the island. It seemed that the other side that took her days and weeks to cross was more active. But there had to be something out here. There had to be at least one other out here that she could talk to. As she thought about it, she began to doze from the warmth. It felt good. Being in a place like this, having a good romp in the sea and sand, and then sun bathing would make you sleep too.
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