Stavanger Bay when he was a boy he wanted to play down by the sea

He expected the anger and when it rose in her throat he started to brace, digging his toes into the sand and tensing every muscle. She lunged, and Raptor turned his head and cringed hard, his teeth clenched tight as he awaited his just punishment. His companion fell into him, and there was a press of fangs at his throat. He accepted it — but it was no sooner there than gone, and he blinked open his eyes as she whimpered and ran from him.

"Piper! Piper, stop!!" Sand flew from beneath his pads as he tore after her, a cold fear squeezing at his heart. "Please!" He begged, closing the distance, not sure what he could say. There was no redeeming himself. He only knew that the thought of her turning away from him was easier to bear in mind than the reality of seeing her backside running off. He would have preferred she closed her fangs and choked him out when she had the chance. "I didn't mean to! I just wanted to be a real pirate! For Smoke! For you!"