Barrow Fields Bramble shark

Da seals.

As though she was their keeper, she announced them. Swordfish watched the blubbery animals lounging on the beach. They looked peaceful, were it not for the mass they lugged around and the dangers of catching their teeth. The young man would not be able to believe a wolf could fell a seal if they were forced to hunt in the water. The strange prey animals had been designed to glide through waves as though they were weightless.

See any that look… good? Tasty?

It sounded foolish before it had left his lips. The young man glanced to Sobeille in hopes that she would have already picked their target. His heavy-lidded stare shifted, looking behind her to where a particularly round adolescent seal was barking. The creature’s body was half-buried in sand, possibly where its wallowing had dug an indent in the ground.