Cerulean Cape At The Edge

He found her, wrestling with a gull, the sharp beak pecking at her mercilessly. She didn't let go of it and he felt a jolt of alarm as he saw blood on her pretty ears. Forgetting his own bird pinned beneath his claws, he lunged forward and clumsily tried to grab the white creature as it flapped and pecked.

He head-butted her as he finally caught it between his teeth, bringing them to meet between flesh. It stopped struggling, its bones crunching easily. They were strong to be so fragile.

He let it go, allowing it to either fall or drape in her mouth if she held onto it.

His bird had found its feet and ran toward the sea, one wing hanging uselessly and the other beating frantically. He glanced at it for a moment as it escaped but left it, turning back to Keyni and panting.

"Are you okay?" he was slightly hoarse, feathers strewn about here and there.