Shimmering Sands glass teeth mask

Raptor had snappy reflexes. He caught Smoke's tail and gave it a light chomp before he kicked off and sailed past his pale brother-of-the-sea with a devilish cackle. Raptor could hold his own in most spars — if only because he was a quick, clever and dirty scrapper — but Smoke had the edge on combat prowess over him and he knew it. So his tactic was simple: strike and fuck off down the coast before Smoke could get him back (hopefully). It was a good excuse to run if nothing else.