Roxy

Slim frame brushes through the tall grass that surrounded the bay. Taffeta gold audits raised hearing a crash of waves. Interesting place. Very much so. Who was she kidding? Another body of water another odd smell. The day seemed to drag forever for the essa. Sitting back her haunches caught a little bit of mud. Though trying to relax, Roxy sighed. Her patience was being tested.

Trixie

Trixie was near the orca bay.Her paws dabbing into the water playfully.She had been trained as a bird dog.Suddenly she looked up hearing something in the grasses.She turned her head to look creamy muzzle in the air smelling for a scent.Brown eyes looking around.What was it she heard?

Roxy

The furry golden raised her own muzzle into the air after catching a little whiff of what smelled to be another canine. She let loose a little howl. "Hello?"

Trixie

Trixie heard the howl pricking her ears.She turned in the direction it came from.She answered with her own howl."Hello...Who are you,"she asked a bit uncertain.Her gentle brown eyes were showing curiously.She waited for an answer or a shape to appear.