Cerulean Cape At The Edge

His breathing slowed and nearly stopped as she drew close, her eyes all he could see for a moment. She really was very, very pretty. He stood very still as she killed the crab and it dropped to the sand. He remained looking at her for a moment...too long, he realized and he blinked a few times before ducking his head. The pinch hadn't really hurt before and now he didn't feel anything but the thump of his own heart, a sheepish smile on his face as he stared down at the crab.

"Thanks..." he muttered. His nerves on fire, like ants crawling beneath his fur, he grabbed the crab and turned abruptly. He trotted a few steps away and turned, able to breathe a bit with the distance. "Let's go try something. I'm going to see if the birds want this." he gestured for her to follow and, pausing to make sure she did, led the way toward the white, screaming birds.