Stavanger Bay all the small things

All Welcome. Night, 13°C, Clear Sky

 

Beneath the pale moonlight a crab scuttles quietly across the sandy shore, and despite her position further up the beach, the crustacean catches her eye.
Sprawled out elegently upon the cool sand, the raven-cloaked woman is quick to focus her attention on it, twisting her neck around so that she may observe the small creature as it hurries out to the sea. It does not make it though, for the shewolf soon rises and stalks after it.
Curious, she prods and sniffs at the crab with her nose, and grins menacingly when it raises its claws in protest. Quickly growing bored, she swiftly sweeps it up in her jaws and brings an end to her crual teasing with one loud crunch.