Wheeling Gull Isle I've got crabs

“Aba!- don!”

There’s something in his little sister he cannot identify- is it a hunter’s hunger? No, this is different. It’s furious and cruel and cannot be contained. And even in her smaller stature Judah in that moment is scared of her.

The crunch of the shelled creature is painful!  Why is it so sickening?

Judah muffles his ears with his paws and squeezed his eyes.

“Aba!” It’s a cry of horror.