Cerulean Cape pinocchio lay down on the riverbed

@Huā

Tumultuous waves were treacherous. Crashing over the shoreline, they promised to swallow any who stood in their way. For all the sea could take it also gave, tossing up all manner of flotsam.

Shark-chewed and rotted, what was left of the seal was little more than some bone and frayed hide. It sat just inside the dark edge between wet sand and dry, flopping and rolling each time the salt water surged in. It lured the wolf near, only for the loud roar of another wave to send him scuttling back.

Skookumchuck stood in consideration, a soft whine announcing the conflict between stomach and mind. His head dipped below his lean shoulders, and as the last wave retreated he lunged in and snagged his teeth on a strip of carcass. It was just that piece that came away with him when he bounded back to safety.