Lion of Ithilien
Played by Naboo

Prints lined the sand, softly embossed into the coast's surface if only until the waves lapped away the evidence of her journey here. Chilly winds blew from over the water and in the distance formed little lips to waves that prematurely crashed over themselves, rising just barely above the surface to make a soft foam, though the closer they got to shore the higher and more powerful curl they achieved. Red gaze however pulled away from the waters, following idly in the steps of the paws, out of coincidence rather than actual interest in whomever had come this way. Long limbs stretched before him, tall form muscular though leaner than the average build for a lion his size. Ears rounded forward as the sparse mane - more like a ridge upon his neck - ruffled just at his shoulders where it was thickest.

There she was, chasing the waves freely with the abandon that he himself did not posses. Quietly he let his haunches sink to the earth, ears slightly leaning forward as his carminic gaze followed her. The sound of the waves was calming, but there was something in watching her that was equally as cathartic, letting his toes sink into the sand deeper each time that the waters tickled the hairs of his feet. Words did not manifest within the confines of his lips, so instead he watched quietly, letting her play undisturbed for as long as she wished.

@Juniper