is love too strong a god?

the woods will provide. the siren queen smiled to herself, dubious of the forest's compliance when it came to supplicating meals. it had been a long time since she had expected the copse to provide anything but tree-front property. in truth she couldn't even recall the last inland meal she had consumed.

she looked the skinny male over, the smile's affect lingering in the corners of her fierce gaze. "we do not look to the woods to provide." she responded, her tone wry despite the austerity she may have presented. "the sea is what provides us." it was true -- as coastal wolves they had forged their trade as fishwives and marine predators. to think the woods would provide when the biggest boon in the world crashed its waves aside it seemed ludicrous. "have you had crab before?"