Geist galloped along the wet sands. Cool breezes tugged at his mane of mottled red and dark grey fur. The incoming waves danced at his paws in swaths of seawater. He let out a sigh of contentment. On beaches like this were the only places he could find peace in being alone; traversing wastelands or forests void of wolves brought him only sorrow. His tawny eyes scanned the horizon as he pulled away from these thoughts to enjoy the serenity.

Suddenly, he noticed a white form on one of the rocks. It was a she-wolf, with waves breaking over her. Geist blinked in shock as he hadn't noticed before. An amused smirk then soon crossed over his face. It really was a pleasant surprise to one who had been alone for so long to come across another. He ventured to remark softly as he approached, with a casual gait that showed he meant no harm, "You're getting soaked up there."

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The cinnamon-colored wolf's eyes glimmered slightly as he watched her ears swivel back toward him. She hadn't seemed to be the hostile sort, perched on a rock and enjoying the sea, but he knew that others sometimes did not like to be surprised and was ready to leap back in case she got violent. He had just felt that speaking out ahead of time would have been the right thing to do. His muscles relaxed when a smile lit up her pale muzzle.

The stranger's lean form leapt off of the rock into the sand near him, moisture running down her pelt even as she gave it a quick shake. He blinked and half smirked as some of the drops landed on him. Geist chuckled softly and shortly at her reply and nodded slightly as she sat down. He copied her and swished his tail in the sands, still surveying the beach around them.

"Pretty beautiful place here," the grey-streaked wolf said quietly. He glanced at her again briefly. "Is this where you live?" He hesitated as another thought occurred to him that hadn't before. Inhaling deeply, he took in her scent and found that it was not cloaked with that of the packs he had seen during his wanderings. "You're a lone wolf, too, aren't you?"

The male wolf's tail continued to slide across the sands, creating a shallow valley in the beach. He was slightly lost in thought even as the other, pale loner spoke back to him as the clouds hovered above. He was remembering his past life; perhaps the only reason he fled to beaches as his favorite places was that he had never run across the sea as he traveled in grief.

Geist nodded sympathetically as she stated that she didn't have a home anymore, so this was where she stayed. Her delicate smile had vanished from her muzzle, and instead a depressed aura was cloaking her. "As did I," he murmured when she said she once had a home. "I still haven't really found anywhere else to settle. I let the wind guide my paws and end up wherever I must rest."

The reddish wolf probably did not seem very disappointed that he was without a pack, but this was only because he was trying to push the thoughts of his old life away. He didn't want needless depression to consume him also. He glanced at the female, tawny eyes softening slightly. "I apologize if this topic is uncomfortable for you."