Cerulean Cape crustacean frustration

LMAO at her, thanks for joining!

Once, the crab looked like he was about to make it. He teetered on one edge of his shell as his large claw worked to push himself further, but his audience was not interested in his success. Dragon reached forward, and hooked the crustacean with one nail, erasing all the progress the crab had made. He grinned, rather pleased with himself, until someone had to go and spoil the fun.

She was there, scolding him with a furor he could not fathom, and diving in to assist the crab all before he quite realized what was happening. Reactively he had gathered his paws and spun to face her, ears flattened and brows furrowed into an indignant scowl. He had done no wrong as far as he was concerned.

She was quick to apologize, but all Dragon did was stare at her, until after a moment or two his ears came forward and he flashed her a rakish grin. Without a word, he darted toward the crab, who had not made it far, and scooped it into his mouth. This time, the wretched thing was not able to grab his tongue, and his teeth came down upon it in one strong bite that crushed it dead.

Pieces of carapace, meat and juices all dripped from the sides of his mouth with long, ropy strands of drool. He faced her and swallowed, smacking his lips, keeping the devilish facade. "Better?"