Stavanger Bay crab city

Set just after Skellige and Smokestep leave. @Moorhen, @Redshank, @Julep, @Isengrim - come play!

She had only been vaguely aware of someone strange entering the den. When the wolf had left, the group was one body short - Smokestep had been taken, and would not return. Sandpiper did not like the idea of change, certainly not when the four of them together had been so whole, and perfect. She tried to follow them out, but her steps were wobbly, and the trip to the mouth of the den was long. By the time she had made it, she was exhausted, and the scent of her brother was long gone, lost in the smoke of the neighbouring forest that was still smouldering. With a sigh of defeat, she threw herself to the ground, unceremoniously sprawled, her back legs kicked out and foggy eyes closing.

Sandpiper did not rest for long. Something alien to her scuttled right past her nose. She opened her eyes just in time to see the strange little creature shimmy back into the sand. Her tail shot straight up, and she crawled over to where she had last seen the crustacean, growling softly in excitement.