Stavanger Bay the girl the size of a gumdrop

As soon as Qilaq hears her mother’s voice, she spins her head around and her tail wags happily behind her, wishing to greet the woman properly. However, Doe comes around to her rear end and she moves around to face her, somewhere the crab either falling off or being removed by her mother, and is lost upon the girl. When she’s able, she moves forward to lovingly lick the underside of her chin but takes a step back when it is apparent her collection must be inspected.

“Yeah,” she says eagerly with a grin, flashing her teeth. She pushes her nose through them excitedly as she divided up the few objects. “Th-think I had more?” she questions, lifting her head in confusion and then glances over her shoulder to the way she came. She must have dropped them between the sandy beaches and here and she shrugs her shoulders, picking up some of the shells and waits for further instructions.