Stavanger Bay Dancing In The Moonlight!

the prickly girl caught the tail end of engel's grin, misinterpreting it as flirty. a dark scowl coalesced her muzzle, though she did trudge on after him. after all, she was hungry -- and she would suffer any fool's company if it meant her glut would eventually be fed.

she drifted after him and considered what he had said. anything she wanted. this was a delightful prospect for her and she stopped dead in her tracks, her expression serious as she announced just what she desired that evening. "okay. shark." he was sure to stop and turn around to face her then -- and if he did, he would be met with a flat, deadpan stare that suggested she was 100% serious.