Dragoncrest Cliffs splish splash

By the time Bobby managed to wriggle two of them out of the wall, Arlo already had seven. Bobby didn't care though, he walked his two mussels back to the sand with pride, his head held high. He set them down next to Arlo's pile, and watched as the older male took them in his teeth to crunch them. Bobby tried the same thing, he grabbed the bigger of his two finds and squeezed it in his teeth as hard as he could. Eventually he felt a crack, though for a moment he feared it was his tooth and not the shell.

He dropped it quickly then licked his tongue around his whole mouth. He didn't feel a snaggle tooth, so he figured he was ok. He shot Arlo a worried look, wondering if it was possible to break one's tooth, then returned to the mussel. Finally he popped it, a hole just big enough to stick the end of his tongue into the animal's shell. I did it! Now what? He asked, pushing the food towards Arlo for the other male to demonstrate.