Wheeling Gull Isle can you paint with all the colors

When the crab detached Seal fell backwards right onto her rump with an Oof! The whumped girl cupped her nose with both paws, rolling from side to side as small tears beaded in the corners of her eyes.

“It- it bit me!” She exclaimed in disbelief to no one… or so she thought.

Little giggles revealed that Seal had an audience. She rolled onto her belly, propped up by one elbow, and saw her younger cousin hiding out just yards away. Black fur with a distinct patch of red… there was no doubt, in Seal’s mind, that this was Ava Amara.

Suddenly the crab reappeared from behind a clump of seagrass. Dazed by its trapeze act, it waltzed like a drunken sailor.

Seal let out a battle cry. “Common’, Ava! Let’s get it!”

She kicked up the sand, eager to put crab cakes on the dinner menu.