Two equals company, three a group?

A girl walked through the sand, grains tickling her bare feet. Her clothing was simply denim jeans and a long light blue sweater. A dog pulled her by the leash she held, though not enough to drag her. Silver hair flew across her face, covering sightless clouded eyes. "Silent please slow down." She told the husky mix and in responce he started to walk, sniffing at shells poking here and there.

Soon she stopped and sat in the sand, the tide not far away from her. She dropped her shoes beside her and let the sun's rays fall on her skin, trying to pull the hair from her face with no sucess. Silent wandered abit, but never left cryst out of his vision. Cryst layed in the sand, listening to birds crys, waves touching the shore and Silent moving around. With this weather it would not be wise to get her feet wet, so she would hopethat hotter waether was to come.

Silent looked up, hearing the girl. Tassle gave a slight wave as he moved towards Cryst. He sat next to her, laying his head in his paws. Cryst held a small shell that once held some crustation(sp?). Her own head turned, thinking she heard another unless it was Silent. She listened, head tilted to one side.

Gulls cried out asthey hunted for they're food, gliding on breezes occasionally. As the other spoke the half angel smiled, anwsering her. "Hello." She called back and waited for an anwser.