Dixie smiled at the male in lupus form, baring her teeth in a friendly manner as her arm raised and she waved at him. Something about him looked familiar, and her head tilted to the side as her eyes scanned his body and face. The shape of his muzzle and bone structure was similar to Wayne’s…perhaps he was part Labrador like her companion. Still smiling, she stroked her small fingers through Wayne’s fur and leaned against him. If she really wanted, she could have climbed on his back and rode him like a horse…he was big and strong enough to carry her relatively easily. C’mon Wayne, he ain’t gonna get past you, we can get closer.
She nudged her friend and began walking, grinning playfully at the stranger when the male huffed and tagged along quickly. Wayne was so silly and ridiculously overprotective sometimes. When they got closer, Dixie stretched with a yawn, unintentionally showing off her bare frame. As a young woman, she was still developing and growing, but it was obvious by her little stature that she wouldn’t be growing very much more. Light teal green eyes dropped down to the male as he began talking again. My name is Dixie-May, and this here is Wayne…we’ve got a few horses playin’ in the puddle back there. She tilted her head back slightly to indicate that the horses were back the way they’d come from, before yawning again and sinking down into the sand as well, stretching her short legs out in front of her body.
Wayne walked up behind Dixie and stretched out on the ground as well, practically curling his entire body around hers, shielding her from a lot of the strong ocean wind, resting his large head on her thigh and closing his eyes. He didn’t much care for other males, especially not when they were engaged in Dixie, so he figured he was only there for protection, not conversation. The girl rubbed his head affectionately and sent another sweet smile to the stranger. Well, Wayne and I come from the south, down in Texas where its hot and grimy an’ we ain’t got none of this frost so early in the year or chilly wind. She sounded a bit sad, homesick, and Wayne sighed, nuzzling his face against her stomach comfortingly.
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