Eira liked the sensation of the water on her paws. That, and it was somewhat soothing when she had a really bad it. Though sometimes if she scratched too much and accidentally caused her skin to be a bit more exposed or accidentally scratch deep enough to cause a small open wound, the salty water burned a little bit. That didn't stop her though. With the coolness of water, she could only imagine what her first winter would bring. Apparently it was cold water from the sky that wasn't rain. That seemed an interesting enough notion.

The brown and white girl splashed along briefly before something else caught her attention. A voice on the air. Friendly? She tilted her head, turning it just enough to see Triton racing up towards her. Her tail waved, though it was suddenly interrupted as she plopped onto her read end in the water, promptly itching again at her chest as he reached her and started introducing himself.

"I'm Eira," she replied happily. This one was older than the other pup that she'd met. Definitely much younger than her big brother Erebos. Eira was still figuring out the whole age differences thing, because sometimes apparently size didn't mean much for age. The girl did not pause in her scratch, looking a bit awkward as she did, but once she felt some relief, she plopped her hindleg right back into the water. "Are you family too?" she inquired, realizing that the only wolves she knew so far in Glorall were in fact family.