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Niamh gave a good description, but Raven still couldn't picture in her mind what a crab actually looked like. It simply sounded too bizarre. Giant arms growing out of its face with jaws on the end? What? Honestly they sounded more terrifying than anything else. But she was intrigued at the delta's mention that they were delicious, though, and looked forward to the opportunity to try one. She briefly thought back to her recent trip to the coast, the day she had met Hemlock from Undersea, and wished she'd seen a crab then. What a strange-sounding creature.

"That's a really great idea, actually," the alpha said to Niamh's suggestion of a crab colony for the pack. The medic in Raven especially liked the idea of an easy food source for wolves who couldn't hunt. "I wonder, though... if they're from the ocean, can they survive in fresh water?" She remembered the bitter, horribly salty water she'd tasted at the beach and wondered if there was a difference between animals that lived there and those who lived in freshwater lakes and rivers.