Dragoncrest Cliffs angel

Chantale stared at her aunt with wide, buggish eyes, tilting her head to the side a bit to stare with one dominant eye. Like a bird more than a shark.

Then, she shrugged. Auntie Coraline wouldn’t drown her out there, and if she did, Chantale would come back as the biggest, badest shark in the sea to bite her legs off or something. The girl poked out her tongue, sloshing deeper and throwing her front paws over her aunt’s shoulder. Clinging for dear life, though she tried not to let it show on her face.

Ki sa ki kounye a? She was gonna turn into a shark at any moment, she was sure.