Honeyed Pasture Take every chance you dare

Are you okay to fade this? :) thanks for the fun thread

 
Mason chewed on the piece he had. Goodness it was salty. Mason craved salt sometimes, and now he knew where he would have to go if he wanted a massive kick of it. Down to the sea to eat a crab. Although he guessed he would have to trek it back to the mountain and drop it from a jutting promontory so that he could crack its shell. Mason looked back to his friend as he chewed and finished off his meal. It would be getting dark soon and he should get back. “I’m gonna head off, it was nice to meet’ya. I’m Mason.” Mason listened for a few moments to see if he received a name back in return, then swung around to lope back towards home on his crab-filled belly.