Ocean's Breath Plateau gransister

The flock did not stick to them for long. Their fallen brothers and sisters scattered the rocks, or hung from his father's teeth. They banded together and kept their distance after, knowing that these nests could not be saved. It was lucky for the hunters — Raiyuk did not like the feeling of those beaks probing at his body, and he would come away from this with many bruises.
Raiyuk scrambled after the birds now. One retreating murre, already injured, could not quite get high enough to evade his snapping teeth. He scythed the tail, and as it came abruptly to the rocks he pounced upon it. A shake of his head and the bird was no more.
A wide grin had spread across his face. He barked to the sky, he let his tail arc high and wave triumphant. Another gull made a diving pass towards him and he deftly side-stepped it, in to another as it screamed and he snapped his teeth; but this second one came at such an angle that it could stab at his face and block his vision with wide wings. A new cut sat across the bridge of his nose after! But he would ignore how the salt air made the mark sing in his skin, and wear it with pride the way his father wore his.
When the birds had absconded from the beachside, Raiyuk stood proudly over his kills and howled after them as if to taunt, though they did not return.