Stavanger Bay And the poets are just kids who didn't make it

Neither was she, but it seemed the man didn't care. Aria had taken a seat just in front of the gray male, her pale eyes watching him. She then obliged anyway, although she wasn't quite sure how to eat a crab- she'd mostly supplied herself with normal canine foods like, I dunno, red meat. The pale princess gave him a gentle smile, picking the thing up with her teeth and moving it to her feet. She made no efforts to actually eat the shelly creature, but she felt he understood that she would eat it.

"Wind, waves, sand- you can't stop nature from invading," she warned him, her lips twitching into a slight smile, then leaned her head in closer to him. Her dark nose grazed his shoulder as she inhaled his scent, ears flicking. When she moved back, her tail waved behind her and she gave the man a smirk. "You joined Saltwinter," she commented, her posture straightening slightly. "How is that?" she then asked, head falling to the side.