Stavanger Bay percee scan

A young voice suddenly cried out behind her and Shiv cocked her head with a startled chirr, before turning and looking over her shoulder. From behind the sand dunes a wolf had suddenly appeared — a teeny-tiny wolf with the most curious markings Shiv had ever seen. His size also piqued her curiosity. While the magpie had never come across a wolf pup before, she had a feeling this was one. Juveniles of any species seemed to just look like miniature and out of proportion versions of adults. His gait, too, had the trademark awkwardness of a juvenile.

With an entertained warble, the bird turned completely to face the young male as she waited for him to reach her. Bending down, Shiv pinned the crustacean with a foot to release it from her beak and then hopped upon it, even though she had no fear of it escaping — it had been speared right through it's middle, after all. "No. Is mine," she announced loudly, reaching down to tap the crab with her beak.