Alone

There was a woman in one of the many palm trees. Sketching on a notepad, and obviously thinking deep. Not that you could see her. It was night, and she blended in well. She was drawing from the light that came from the moon, however little it was. It was not long untill she put the notepad down and watched the water. it was glimmering the light of the moon and slighting unsteady. Then again, water was usually unsteady.
Klay hadn't been very cooperative to the classes she was supposed to go to, and usually spent her time in places no one could get to. At night, she usually did not see many people walking along the sand, or swimming.

Klay saw movement. A dog. Walking on the beach? Not a concidence. She wondered why it was out, and saw that it had smelt her and was looking for her. The tree she had picked was tll and wide, unusual for a palm tree.

Klay sighed and slipped her notepad into her pack. She hoped that this person wasn't using powers to be a dog, because Klay didn't want them to be transformed back. They seemed nice as a dog.
Tightening her mask, she jumped down from the tree and walked to the dog. It looked friendly enough, so her power cancellation swirched off. For now.
She scratched it on the head, her eyes spaekling. Just because she couldn't smile didn't mean she could have fun.

Klay tilted her head but knew the dog wanted her to follow. So she did, her feet making no noise on the sand. She wondered where this dog was taking her, but knew it was either a bone or something it took to be important. If it was another person, she could leap back into the darkness and her tree, or just stand there.

Klay took the stick and threw it. It landed close to the water, but not in it. She wonderd if the dog would take it, bring it halfway back, then start chewing it, or take it back all the way and let her throw it again/