Sea Lion Shores i can not boast

Raptor chose an open spot to drop the urchin. Turning back to Sandpiper — whose contemptuous expression and bearing was not missed — he raised his brows and tsked as he slowly shook his head. "I'm about t'show ye how to have a fine meal and yer bein' a sour ass." If she was not crew he would not have had even a drop as much patience. But it could not be said that he was not getting off on the wind up to the big reveal of his awesome trick.

"Back off and act casual. Don't stare at the birds." He instructed his surly companion as he moved to do the same. Raptor did not go far — he prostrated himself near a rock a couple wolf lengths from the urchin and feigned complete indifference by licking his paws. Overhead, the gulls tightened their wheels as one noticed the urchin, and he watched them carefully without turning his head to them or making it obvious that his attention was on their every move.