Sea Lion Shores What's the best distraction?

The raucous seals were much too territorial and large for the firebrand to catch by herself but it was no matter - she'd left Stavanger Bay with a full belly and some regained pounds she'd lost being washed ashore. 

Midday found the Islander wandering the sandy shore, down the coast from the seal hoardes where the barking was only a distant din. 

Ahe had taken a break in her travels to collect some of the seashells that could be found amidst the sand. Her fiery coat was crunchy with the grains that coated her, the vivid color a russet blur as she bounded to and fro across the coast. She could be seen furiously digging before returning to her starting point, dropping small white shells with each return.