Wheeling Gull Isle MMMbop!

Her voice is a desperate, gut-grinding shriek, one that makes his heart drop into his stomach as he sweeps his legs beneath him and springs to his paws.

“GRANDMA!” He cries, tearing over the bluffs to splashing in the surf. He leaps into the sea, pedaling himself forward and snapping his jaws towards the massive creature. Its belly is too slick to grab ahold of but he manages to catch a fin in his grip and whips it side-to-side in the tight clench of his fangs. Its tail flaps to the side, striking him in the nose and Judah is slapped into the sea.

When he surfaces blood bursts from his nostrils but there is no time to catch his breath. With three legs he hurtles himself forward, aiming to clamp his teeth right into the monster’s eye.