Cerulean Cape At The Edge

ooc; Feel free to go ahead and let the seagulls take it and they run after them, you can control Diaval a bit as needed!

He listened behind himself and was pleased when she said what was on his mind.

Bait. "Exactly!" he barked around the crab. When he slowed, he made sure that they were inland enough for a good lunge without running into the ocean but not so far from the sea that the birds would not feel comfortable venturing to their food. He looked at her.

"I'm going to drop it there -" he gestured to the flat sand "- and then we back off a bit and wait. I think it might work."

He dropped the crab and retreated, waiting for her before he slunk down, his belly not quite touching the gritty sand beneath him.