Stavanger Bay inspecting the damages

"Okay," the girl said with a small shrug of her shoulders. Evidently it was food, so there must have been a way to grab the living rock and crush it, or get it open. It didn't look particularly tasty to Saskia, but... 

Charon looked at her funny, and she felt her cheeks grow warm. It couldn't be that hard! These wolves lived off of stuff like this - so obviously it was a simple task, right? Okay, sure. Without further prompting, she gathered her wits and her courage, and dove right in. The crab didn't know what to make of the silver girl as she came careening towards him, bowing her head and snapping. She tried to grab the crab with her teeth, but it wasn't going to get snapped up without a fight.

In the next moment, the crab was brandishing its prized weapons: two raised arms with curving claws, ready to pinch at whatever came near. Saskia hadn't anticipated that; she saw movement, but presumed it was just the crab trying to escape. Her mouth was open and her tongue was exposed, teeth shining in a brief flash as she bared them -- and then Saskia let out a gargled screech-yelp noise. 

The crab dangled from her mouth, one claw pinching down on her lower jaw and the other grabbing the tip of her tongue.