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He didn't know what a seal was, obviously. When she spoke, the fat thing seemed to bounce in place and try to get a look at her — unaware of the dangers that wolves posed, too new to the world and inexperienced in its cruelty. As she mentioned pup, Firefly's interest turned sharp and he frowned, creeping closer so that he could thwack its rotund shape with his nose. The little thing squalled a plaintive note like some kind of squeaky toy charmed to life.

As Erzulie drew close she seemed to be aiming her teeth at the creature's small face, and so Firefly mirrored her and went for its useless tail-end. He found it strange that the creature did not have legs as he knew them; no hooves, no paws, but fish fins webbed with skin and rubbery hide — and he realized it was some sort of marine beast, very similar to the landlocked prey but also very different. No wonder it was such an easy target. He waited for Erzulie to make the first move but as soon as she did, he dove in with his own teeth and felt their blunt tips slide across the pup's blubbery mass, then sink in to the closest hind appendage.