Cerulean Cape Gi[m]me all your crebz

Maude's head cocked at his proposition. Yew'll do wot fer me? She was immediately intrigued. Perhaps the boy didn't have what she had in mind, but did it matter? He obviously knew what a dick was, so he obviously knew what it was for. Maybe she could prove her womanhood that way...

Fine. She complied, though a part of her was indignant. The pirate wench stalked off in search of a crab, hoping that it didn't end up like last time. It didn't take very long, surprisingly. One scuttled past her in an attempt to return to sea, but her paws were much quicker than its little feet. She pounced on the crustacean, feeling its shell crack first underneath her weight, then her teeth. She hauled the catch back to the albino, licking at the crab meat that threatened to spill out from its broken carapace. One cracked crab.