Sea Lion Shores manflesh

velen had damn near completed his headcount when a sharp pain rippled through his hindquarters, not enough to be agonizing, but it brought a spate of annoyance all the same. this faded, however, when rannveig's mad-hatter cackling trailed through the air immediately thereafter. teeth flashed in a grin; in the next moment, velen had slipped easily into a headlong run after his brother's bobbing haunches, intending not only to yank rannveig's tail harder, but knock him to the seawet earth of his luck allowed.
the sun shone down upon the racing pair, and seemed to warm at the sight of their antics.