Firefly Ravine What the frickity frack

What in Calypso's name was this mess?! One second she's returning with a large gull within her red jaws, the next she's swarmed with bugs. Luckily, her den was near since Sadie wanted the best and closest access to the tide pool and sea. So with her burst of speed, she ran head into the swarm and dove into her den. Luckily, her den faced out of the swarm, so most of the locusts were flying over her den and barely any came inside.

She snarled as she ripped them off, feeling satisfied as they crunched inside of her jaws. The taste wasn't appealing, but not really gag worthy. She however spit them out, staying quiet as the loud buzzes came over head. Silently, she waited. Sadie hadn't seen locusts in a swarm, but she heard stories of those who survived after their destruction. She would have to wait it out, having to go without eating for a few days if the large gull didn't sustain her.
 
She looked at the gull with little interest, laying down to rest her head on her paws. She faced the wall to her left, often her eyes trailed out to watch locusts fly buy.

What have I done to ye Calypso? Have I done ye wrong!? She called out, though the noise was deafening.