Oystercatcher Tide Pools A man with intent on his face

He follows with his eyes only, remaining anchored to the plot of sea and sand where he stood. Amusement glinting in the fiery depths of his eyes, the Bull suspects the fool to scramble further away. When he halts—gasping in precious breaths—Reiner masks his surprise. He could not lie, the boy has potential. Not to the heights of his King, but perhaps the Bull would not be bored conquering these Wilds alone now. Icy blue eyes turn to meet the Bull's amber, and he thinks the boy has not learnt his lesson until the demand is uttered.

"Teach me."

A shiver runs up the Bull's spine, eyes narrowing to peer down upon the shadow. Finally, bones creek alive and Reiner approaches with heavy steps. His answer is given with a mere nod. Pay, the Bull croaks, With food and land.