Seaside Moors a gull was simply a gull

7 (same rules as above)

He was distracted for only a moment longer. When it appeared as though a piece of sea foam had detached from the surf and drifted towards them, Astraios turned his full attention to it, curious. In seeing it was only the pale woman, a foreigner new to their ways but attentive to their travels - and loyal to Meteora thus far - he breathed a soft chuff of invitation and then averted his gaze. Even if this ghostly creature was not of the Nereides, she was an Initiate as well as a woman; in many ways, she was better than him. Astraios accepted this.

The boy turned his attention back to Meteora just as she made her attempt to grab a gull. The dark fur on the back of his neck puffed up — he resembled a rutting elk for a brief moment — and he, clumsy in every manner, stumbled down the beachfront to both defend the siren from the curving flock of gulls, and try his luck at grabbing one for himself. He snapped his teeth greedily as he came near, reaching, snapping, reaching again — and missing every shot.