Oystercatcher Tide Pools the old

while shelter lingered more on the sparse side of this coastal territory — and seasmoke himself wasn't horribly bothered by the oncoming storm: he decides to take it as a sign to take a rest.

though the territory itself bodes as little more than unfamiliar, seasmoke keeps his steps sure and confident; choosing to exude it. if the elders of the island were to believed, all paths led to the Sea; and as seasmoke had no real intentions of leaving the coast: didn't think a little jaunt in-land would take him too far away.

it is shelter he seeks when he comes across the strange looking ... thing; for lack of better word. ack—! he recoils sharply, oysters clattering together at his paws as he drops them. wha' da bleedin' hell?! because he has no word for what the beast was ... he only knows that it was a beast of some sort.