Huā strolled leisurely down to the beach with elegance, delicate paws leaving a trail of little footprints in the sand. Ahead she caught sight of Asta- who swatted at something she could not make out before leaping away. Worried, she scampered down to him without haste- though came to a halt when she saw the odd object that laid perfectly still in the sand. It was a strange creature; one even she had not seen in her years of seafaring. She raised a brow at it as if it would explain its existence, though its scent told her it would not be moving again. And then her eyes found Astaroth, inquisitively tilting her head with intrigue as if he would have the answer.
At his question, she laughed aloud, tail wagging with her amusement.
Probably not, unless you want your mouth taste very terrible,
The siren teased, also reminded of their first meeting. A playful glance was paid to him, and then she darted forward to bat at the corpse too. It was fairly light, she realized her paw came into contact. And yet despite its lack of weight it had a stiffness to its shell.
I wonder how it move when it alive. Like if it crawl...
She pondered, imagining what it might've looked like under the sea, shuffling among the sands like an aquatic spider. The legs stuffed underneath it did not register as legs to her; they looked so strange and different from her own that she was entirely unsure how to understand its anatomy.
In finding that it was completely dead, she carefully batted the thing at the edge so it would flip over, to view the other side. The
other side was... well, less interesting in a way. Its back was fairly smooth despite the sand that clung to places. However, its badass spikes looked exciting, and she prodded one with a paw, backing up when she found it was (shockingly!!) sharp.
600 for ya <3
TURTLE?!?!?
Huā laughed aloud, head thrown back before she turned glimmering gaze back to Astaroth.
I doubt it. Where is it head? Or leg?
She questioned, smirk still glued to her face. Of course there were turtles that sucked into their shell, but... well, it was worth investigating. No longer was she afraid to touch it lest it move, only delicate around the spikes- and so she leaned it onto one end, standing up vertically. It was not easy, because it was quite thin. She could not locate any hole at the top where a little head belonged...
See?
She pointed out as she tilted it slightly towards Astaroth, showing him the lack of hole... before she lost control of its balance and the object fell back to the sands with a gentle thump.