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[h3]Beau[/h3]
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Beau trotted along the pristine sand still cursing the guardian that had left him here. The guy was young but still....being a dog meant he couldn't exactly jump onto the next flight back home and that was annoying. He shook out his fur and huffed at least he was able to wander freely. Who knows maybe he would find one of the 6. Trying to stay positive he continued trotting until he came across a dock. Tilting his head he trotted to the end of it and sat. [color=lightblue][i]It is a nice view at least.[/i][/color] 

He felt his ears swivel at the sounds of other dogs. Even though he had been in this dog body for four years he still couldn't quite interact with actual dogs. Something about basically being a man in a dog suit complicated...everything. He turned his head as he heard sounds of someone getting to their vacation home. He stood and shook out his fur once more before trotting that way. Why not see who is here...maybe get some food since he was left here. 

He trotted all the way up to the lounge chair that held a woman and his tightly curled tail gave one wag to show that he wasn't a threat. His head tilted and his large pointed ears remained pricked upward. The curious part was he deep brown eyes that seemed to hold intelligence beyond what a canine should have.