Gilded Bay Blow with the wind

@Lilia here we go!

It was windy and raining the type of wind that was bearable except for the occasional short gusts that even his large self had to focus on marching through. He found himself going past the cliffs and down some steep hills that landed him in a bay where the waves crashed on the shore in the distance but the wind was lessened by the cliffs and hills blocking it. His mocha and cream fur was plastered to his body, exposing the amount of muscle that rippled beneath his fur. The water darkened the mocha coloring around his eyes, causing the glowing silver to pop even more. Now that he wasn't freezing he shook out his pelt and began to inspect the pools of water around the bay, finding crabs and muscles, enough to fill his belly up a bit. He grabbed a crab and before the little fucker could pinch him, his jaws crushed the shell open and he worked on licking the meat away.