Sea Lion Shores squid to be stolen

Luke bobbed his head with an agreeing mmm. His thoughts briefly drifted to images of a pack, among good wolves that one did not want to part from, and his tail waved. His wandering mind was brought back to now with a laugh at her comment about the seals. "Yeah, I bet they will be," he grinned, his gaze shifting to glance at the seals. The one had had stolen the squid from had moved on, perhaps back to the sea to find another meal, one it would hope to keep. "My finest theft was a rabbit from an eagle," he shared, recalling this moment, when he had been at the right spot at the right time. Crouched in the bush, he watched as the eagle descended onto a grazing rabbit, and before it could carry its catch off, Luke seized it. It was not an opportunity that came around often, and had not since.