Dragoncrest Cliffs Toujours

Last to get his.

Slow, with confused, bushy brows and a low set tail. Three oysters.

Slipping his paw on top of one, he stepped firmly! Firmly! But it would not budge, and he could not get it. So, he tried a second one; one he tried with his teeth alone, and bit far too soft mouthed in order to crack. He gave up again, and tried the next, this time with both his paws and his teeth trying to crack through. A big frown on his woodland face encompassed his frustration! Too gentle.

His face soon turned to his maman, looking for questions to be solved, and wondering how his siblings could do it, but he could not.

So, this time, he tried again.
The first one. Step. Press. Bite...bite...
BITE!

CRACK!

A soft gasp, he backed up no more than a step, startled!

He peeked inside by stuffing his whole head beside it next, as if the scenario something was inside of if, he was ready to get bit.
Nothing.

Next! Step..Step..Bite..BITE! 
CRACK!

Nothing! That was dumb!

Next.
Step. BITE.
CRACK.

And inside.. 
Something much like him.
A little brown pearl, matching with his sister Miette's.
He didn't know how he felt about it- just that he got one, and he was content with that. No smile was on his face, however...

His little tail was wagging.