Sea Lion Shores -1°C

he looked of a shadow of the night. almost making her think of a nightmare in the flesh- he wasn't jet black but had wisps of white. fearsome, but she also had no fear, "are you going to attack them," was her first thought as he stared at them so.

when he rose up, she thought he may be preparing for the hunt, and couldn't deny being intrigued. she knew her cousin would be interesting in hunting them, but wasn't sure how. they were in a group, big and thick skin.. what did they taste like though.

the siren had questions.