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It took some doing to get Reyes out of the den. The boy wasn't squeamish or easily bothered save for the desire to be rooted to one spot, and he took to exploration about as well as a gull might take to swimming; not well. While his siblings might've been curious of the sand and its many bounties Reyes kept to the rear of the group, alert, protective. He picked up the pace when the rest of them did but on the whole he did not seem interested in the beach or the trail that the family followed; his interest wasn't properly gathered until something large and red scuttled between some rocks and roused his curiosity. The crab beckoned to him with outstretched forelimbs and he rounded upon it, glowering, tail high and bristling like an angry house cat — and then he retreated from it to herd his siblings to safety before anyone could take notice of his absence.