Eira was running along the beach today. It was a pretty summer day, and now that she had discovered the source and even learned to swim in it, it was hard to stay away. The sand was irritating at times, so much to the point that it aggravated her eczema. One would think that would deter her, but she was a stubborn girl. Besides, the water was way too much fun to avoid over some excessive itching. The sand was irrelevant with that mindset.

The brown and white girl trotted up a dune and raced down it. Her mis-matched eyes lit up with glee as a shriek of laughter escaped her as she stumbled over her own somewhat oversized paws and rolled down it. It wasn't long before she righted herself, pausing mid way through getting to her feet again to get in a good scratch behind her ears. It was a bit much, a little bit of her fur floating away as she did. Not that she cared. Some where disgusted by her patches, though sometimes they weren't so bad or irritating, so she really didn't care... yet.

Eira thought she had heard a voice in the distance. But she didn't see anyone, so she stood up and shook out her fur of some of the stand and once again sat, itching her chest momentarily. Once she felt that was good and satisfied, she was back to her paws and padding along again, moving towards the water so it would lap over her paws. The young pup remained blissfully unaware of Triton moving in her general direction.