Sea Lion Shores wow, sarcasm! that’s original!

@Sif ♥

Eirlys returned to the clearing beside the forest to check in on @Hemlock and to reassure Ceallach that she was alive and well, and it was several days before she trekked out again. This time she wandered under the guise of hunting and tracking, and although it seemed easy enough with Hemlock to lead them, she was quickly finding how hard it was to kill something on her own. By this point she’d failed twice — and she couldn’t be sure, but she had a sneaking suspicion that it’d been the same rabbit both times. The first time it’d simply outrun her, but the second time she’d nearly caught it when it disappeared down a hole in the ground. After she’d caught her breath, the thickset nine-month-old drew herself to all fours and began moving north toward the sea.

This, she could do.

Eirlys gave the sea lions a wide berth, edging toward the bay as she combed the beach for food. Seafood or land prey, the snowdrop was anything but picky, and when she’d eaten her fill she simply plopped down unceremoniously on the shore and began to gnaw on a piece of driftwood. She didn’t share her mother’s hatred for sand and salt and flexed her toes deliciously as she reached out with one heavy paw to drag her prize closer and chew on it from a different angle. This wasn’t really wandering, she reasoned, her glacial eyes automatically sweeping the horizon for a familiar, beloved figure, black-masked and pointed of feature. Looking for Arturo had proved fruitless so far, even when he’d been standing directly in front of her — but that didn’t stop her from trying.