Coconut Grove know i run the streets, boy

fair! exclaimed tristan too bat's comment with a wag of his tail, highly amused by her expression and reaction, but you don't eat the shell, you fuckin whackass, it's got meat on the inside. he left the crab to prance around her, giving her shoulder and headbutt as he did, trailing back towards the c r a b as he teased, you're being a priss! you haven't even given it a chance.

and with that, the ex-blackthorn menace leaned down to use his teeth to tear away at the shell, revealing (as promised) pink and white fleshy bits. yum. he glanced back up bat, peering up as his muzzle still pointed down, waggling his eyebrows and smirking as he egged her on best he could. you really gonna let me down here, pup?