Stavanger Bay You Win or You Die

Sobeille was fast. Incredibly so. Her movements fluid and ferocious. 

The herd panicked. Their honking screams loud as they bellowed and scrambled for the safety that was Sea. 

The smaller seals were met without an ounce of regard for their safety. They were trampled and tore from one another by the larger beasts and Sobeille's sharp eyes missed nothing. 

She darted. Arrluk followed the sea hunter's movements. Whenever she struck, he would await the seal to attempt to bite her back before he too went for a bite in order to capture its attention. It would be easy to go back and forth like this until the beast had no fight left to give.