Sea Lion Shores and like the sky my soul is also turning

Over the course of her visit the girl had collected an ample supply of objects, but nothing that really stood out to him as a real prize. There were broken shells aplenty, a legless carapace from a large crab, and some clusters of debris that Atlas barely glanced at as he rounded upon the pile. What caught his attention more was the girl's evident hostility. She was still nervous of him, even after Junior had explained his role among the group. The look she cast him made Atlas want to scowl and flash his teeth - but he had more tact than that. His training was too well ingrained for such a dangerous act of defiance. So instead, the boy ambled past the pile and the youth. Aside from a slight nod of his head cast in her direction, he paid her no mind - and began to scour the beach for things she no doubt missed.