Mathew
It was a crisp spring morning, the air had a chill to it, though it was nothing like a winter cold. The breeze was light, and the sun was just starting to hit the tips of the trees. Riptide had just come in from her morning swim, her long brown hair still soaking wet as she tried to slip clothing on other than the bathing suit she was in before shifting. 

"Ugh curse me for not bringing a towel" She mumbled under her breath, fighting with her linen dress to slip it over her shoulders, but the bodice of the dress was getting caught as it had a tighter fit. She stumbled around, fighting with her dress before finally shoving it on her wet body. Afterward, she grabbed handfuls of her brown hair and wrung it out, the water from her hair soaking into the sand beneath her. Once she finished with that, she tossed her hair back over her shoulder and began digging through her satchel to put her jewelry back on.

In the distance, Riptide heard a rustle, cliche I know but her mornings were typically very quiet which made it weirder that she heard something. There weren't many animals that bothered to visit the beach, most stayed in the forest near rivers and lakes if they needed fish or water. Ripley straightened herself and began looking around, trying to detect where the noise was from.
Luther
TYSM OMG LEMME GET TO WORK 🙏 ]]
Aaron
For the past few day's he had been wandering around, looking for a proper spot to sit down and write his music. Unfortunately for him today was the third day he had been searching and his legs began to tire out. 

As he walked by the strong smell of salt ocean hit him like a truck. He actually covered his nose from impact before realizing there was an ocean right next to him. In all honesty, Lucian hasn't touched the warm sand in years. Mostly out of his fear of water, but this bay seemed to have a stairway and a pier, even a few cliffs he could sit from. Seemed safe enough to him. His tail flicked swayed gently as he trotted over to the stairwell leading down to the beach's sandy floors. He frowned as he looked at the stairwell which didn't seem to be in too much of a great consideration. It was creaky and the wood looked rotten with mushrooms already growing on certain parts. He was disgusted and decided to take the shorter but more anxiety inducing way, climbing down. 

As he began to traverse down the rocky walls of the bay, the strong salt ocean smell grew stronger. His nose scrunched up as he shook his head and continued climbing down. No longer than 5 minutes and he successfully made it down, jumping off from the rocky wall. It was a bit of a rough landing as he landed in some bushes which made a loud rustling. He got up, groaning as he looked at his body and picked out the bits of leaves and bramble entangled in his hair and tail. "Fuck's sake.." He murmured quietly, not noticing there was another person present.
Mathew
The second the strange man stumbled down onto the beach, Ripley tilted her head, her eyes narrowing. Well, that was graceful. She took a step back, ensuring distance between the two of them, and easy access to the water in case of emergency. Her hands wrapped around the strap of her bag, staying quiet and observing from a far out of caution. When Riptide took the time to observe the boy, she noticed he was too busy picking things off of himself to even see her there. 

The tide had been rising, so the cool salt water hit her heels when the waves rolled in, pushing the water further up the beach before retreating once again. It was common for Ripley to be entirely covered in sand, so she was confused by this boy spending so much time picking things off of himself. What, was a little dirt going to hurt him? 

Deciding he was.. Clearly no threat, she called out "Who are you" She said, loud and clear, making her presence known. She had to speak louder than usual so her voice wouldn't be drowned out by the water. Riptide kept her distance though, despite building up the confidence to call out to the male.
Aaron
As he was picking out the leaves that discomforted him so he jumped at the sound of the other's voice. Immediately he turned around to see a girl, he tilted his head as he looked at her. Out of anything he didn't expect to see someone else, he thought he chose a more secluded part of the beach but you get what you get. 

He blinked slowly as he opened his mouth to say something, nothing came out. He coughed, "Well uhm... I'm- Lucian Dovers- and you?.. Uhm m'lady?.." He usually wasn't this anxious but he also didn't expect to get spooked. Lucian adjusted his satchel strap that now sat more comfortably, hugging his shoulder tightly. The sound of the ocean crashing against the sandy shores was something he hadn't hear in ages. His ear and tail flicked a few times before he spoke again, "I apologize for my uh.. Reaction. I don't get spooked easily but I'm a bit— sensitive to sound y'know?" *He pointed to his ears and awkwardly grinned. If anything he was hoping she wouldn't threaten him or anything, although it was highly unlikely. The thought lingered in the back of his mind.
Mathew
Riptide's eyebrows furrowed together at his response, and she took a moment to look him up and down. He looked like another hybrid, like her, though a cat of some sort. His markings indicated a bigger cat. At the word ' m'lady ' she visibly cringed, but it made her laugh a bit. She took a few more steps towards the boy "I apologize for my volume, I'm not used to people being able to hear me over the waves, though I guess not everyone has big fluffy ears" She offered him a kind smile.

"That was quite the tumble, you alright?" She asked, staying far enough away so both of them were comfortable with the situation, but close enough where she no longer felt the need to yell. Riptide adjusted her jewelry, the things she slipped on quickly before the cat boy decided to roll her way. She fixed her earrings, and her necklaces, making sure they were all sitting in their proper places and the clasp was at the back of the neck.
Luther
Irs all good ur sleep es importante ]]
Aaron
"Ah no it's ok— hearing is just annoyingly sensitive so I can hear everything at once. It gets horribly annoying to some point." Lucian replied, adjusting the buttons of his trench coat. He pursed his lips together and nodded as he processed what he said, realizing he sounded like an idiot. So much for a first impression huh. He flicked off a bramble that had attached itself to his satchel, a few sheets of paper stuck out from the flap of the satchel. He watched her take a couple steps towards her, his shoulders relaxing a bit now. "Huh? Oh the fall wasn't that bad. Just misplaced the landing which *Usually* Doesn't happen but still." He murmured the last sentence a bit quietly. 

His feet were comfortably surrounded by warm sand. It was much better than the rocky path he'd been traveling for the past couple of days. He noticed the jewelry, taking an interesting to it immediately. He narrowed his eyes at the earrings and shell necklace, "I don't mean to pry but where did you get that jewelry.. Out of curiosity," Lucian inquired.
Luther
IM SORRY IF I WOKE U UP JUST IGNROE THIS 🙏 ]]
Jose
Okay pookie time to respond]]
Annika
[[greatest nickname
Mathew
Ripley brought her attention back to the boy after she finished with her jewelry, letting her hands fall back to her sides. She propped her hand up on her hip, shifting her feet in the sand and they sank further, appreciating the warmth it brought. She smiled at his question, after all her jewlery was her passion. "Oh my jewelry? I make it. Well most of it, and if I don't I buy it from other artists!" She smiled. 

Riptide moved to bring her bag closer to her, pulling it up and pushing her hand through the entrance of it to dig through it. As she dug through it, pushing each thing aside to try and find what she was looking for. Finally, she pulled out a blue velvet box and let her bag hang at her side once again. She stepped closer into Lucian's space, opening the box and turning it towards the boy. Inside there was an assortment of jewelry, some made from stones, some made from intricate wire wrapping, other was made from shells, and very few of them were made from other trinkets Ripley had found on the ocean floor. This case was her way of making money on the go when her shop stand wasn't set up, which it typically only was a couple days a week as that's all she can afford to do. 

"This is a couple examples of other things I've made, it's nothing special but I've brought a smile to a couple peoples faces and that's all I need" She spoke kindly.