Stavanger Bay Crab cakes

She flicked her tongue similar to a snake, raking the scales off her tongue and watching them fall in small clumps to the ground below, the iron taste of blood and fresh meat still lingering in her mouth. The kill had been well worth the effort and the lesson itself wasn't nearly as hard as she'd assumed, although concentration and patience were definitely key. She was intent on catching another unsuspecting fish when Valkyrie asked whether she'd experienced the taste of crab and immediately her ears perked, head cocking to the side in question. The term was foreign to her, having never lived near a large body of water and definitely never having experienced the taste of crab or the task of hunting one. 

She moved toward Valkyrie with peaked interest, her head once more cocking to the side as she watched the woman dig at the earth and uproot a crab that sliced the air in anger and fear of being found--amazed she watched momentarily in silence. "Looks like it could take an eye out." she said, niavely stepping forward and jumping back just shy of feeling the pinch of its claws on her nose. "how would you eat that? Looks like its covered in armor." she said, noticing the shell even despite the thin layer of sand covering. It would seem she had become a student once more.