Dragoncrest Cliffs It's over when it's over

Blixen did not take quite the same care that he had attempted upon spotting the flock. She slipped visibly into hunt mode and hesitated to size the situation up, but ultimately darted forward far quicker than Artaax was prepared for. The pale boy rolled his eyes, but sprang ahead only a few seconds after, swinging to the left to burst into the fray from the opposite side of his sister.

The birds sprang into the air in a flurry of beating wings and raucous cries. Artaax leaped at them with bared teeth, managing to catch a flailing orange foot of a startled bird that had taken too long to get into the air. He shook his head with the bird dangling from his jaws, snapping the delicate leg right off. The gull shot from his grasp, smashing into the sand and bouncing once before rolling to a stop. Artaax wasted no time in leaping after it, swallowing the foot whole as he sprang. The bird flapped against the sand and did a good job of battering the boy's face with its wings, but in the end was powerless to stop him from tearing into its belly with a single snap of his teeth.