Iktome Plains resurgence

Different. Yes, it was different. For a boy so set in his ways, it was a challenge to see anything different as good... unless of course it could be eaten. 

And, it seemed, that was exactly what Iseul intended. Matteo settled on his belly to watch, nodding sceptically as she pointed out the pincher and then flipped the crab with what seemed like practiced expertise. 

When beckoned, he slunk towards the severed limb and began to sniff it - a deliciously fishy smell wafting into his nose. Like a picky kid trying something new for the first time, he was understandable cautious, however, upon nibbling a piece of overhanging meat, that soon changed. "Tastes like how the ocean smells," an audible hum of surprise as she asks for his opinion. Taking the rest of the arm in his jaws, he cracked open the remaining shell and feasted until there was not a sliver of meat left.

"Let's catch another for Iseul."