Dragoncrest Cliffs Icarus climbs higher

Etienne was sharp as a razor clam, and knew to find some rocks to break open the shells. Suzu wished that they could grab the rocks with their paws and smash them the way the otters did on their bellies while still floating in the water. She'd seen birds drop shells from great heights to crack them open- but simply tossing things from the cliffs and then trying to find them afterwards was not practical.

But practical wasn't always fun. So once they had the mussles out of the water, Suzu plucked one from the kelp and settled it on the rock in a small groove, that might hold it still. She gave Etienne a grateful smile as she picked up one of the rocks he'd found, and sat back down by her mussel. With a giggle, she set the rock down. "Eti, look at me! I be an otter!" She said, and began to fumble the rock with her paws, trying to pick it up. Naturally, it was a near impossible task for a wolf, who also had to balance on their seat in order to free up the use of both front feet. Once or twice she managed to pick the rock up off the ground for a second, and she held her breath- before it fell from her claws and clacked back on the rock. "Okay, mebbe not," She said, picking up the rock with her mouth, pausing long enough to smile once more, before she began to peck at the mussel with her newfound beak, tapping at it until she cracked it open and could lick up the messy innards.