Wheeling Gull Isle i fell asleep in a bubble bath and turned into a mermaid

he'd learned his lesson the hard way, and this time chose to trust her judgment rather than question it. still, he was curious as to what it might taste like and so would keep his eye out for a living one to try should another ever wash ashore.

her thoughts were interesting, and he found himself wondering how the creature moved about as well. however it was only after she flipped the beast over and gave a swat at it's spikes did a specific sea dweller pop up in his mind. "it's a turtle?" i mean, it certainly had the hard shell to be one.