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Atoll stalked the shore, peering hopefully between the large, quivering, barking beasts that laid themselves upon the shore. They were warm-blooded, which was always a plus in her mind, and were delightfully squirmy when one managed to catch a live one and drag it from its place. It was a new prey animal, but one that Atoll was quickly becoming adept at hunting. She was quick enough to dart between their bloated but surprisingly limber bodies, and just strong enough to snatch up the smallest pups and carry them off to be eaten.

It was tired work, but just the kind that Atoll enjoyed. Fast-paced, action-packed, and usually concluded with sweet, squirming young meat.

Her eyes seemed to glow as they landed on her intended target, and she readied herself for the obstacle course before her, stretching like a lazy cat before trotting nonchalantly down the shore. She'd quickly found that it was best to approach as if she had no interest in them. They would bark up a storm when she drew near, but if she wandered enough, they would quickly grow tired of the game and go back to their business.

Humming under her breath, she ducked her head and got to work.