Dejah chuckled as Martin nudged his sister for more attention. She continued petting Dinah, then brought her other hand over to stroke Martin's head in turn. Then she pulled her hands away and addressed their children.

"Look, loves - watch Mama" she reached out, touched her fingers against the sand before pressing her hand into it. "It doesn't hurt, it won't bite you."

Dinah edged up near the sand and set her snout down near it while her tail swished back and forth, as though she expected something to indeed pop out at her. Dejah smiled before looking down to Lockheed.

"Curious, happy, playful," Dejah smiled. "And loving."