Sea Lion Shores i can not boast

Raptor did not share food with just anyone. He was not altruistic by any stretch of the definition and drew a rather distinct line in the sand when it came to that: he shared food with his crew and that was it. Presently, that meant Sandpiper and her brother. They were his wolves. He had aligned himself to them — they were the only wolves that mattered besides himself. Therefore this was not a gesture of kindness. It was not flirting. It was camaraderie. It was honor among thieves. The rationing of goods among pirates.

The bandit-masked wolf unwittingly did exactly what his companion hoped he would do. He served her a chance to swipe his prize on a golden platter. He dropped the echinoderm on the rock and answered, "it's a tasty sea urchin," and then waited, grinning knowingly and devilishly, for her to ask him how to eat it.