@Lunaria My bad didn't see it was a private thread, so I'll try again here
His own private beach. Well perhaps not HIS own.
Having access to the ocean had been a FACINATING change...another thing he never would have gotten to enjoy if still trapped in the Nightwalkers.
Today, he was fishing. He had found a bit of rotting dead thing on the beach and chucked the foul thing in the water, standing over it and waiting. Finally a suitable prey appeared, a few large mackerel, and he lunged forward, Jaws closing around the head of one. Triumphant, he carried the writhing thing up the beach to eat in peace.
His own private beach. Well perhaps not HIS own.
Having access to the ocean had been a FACINATING change...another thing he never would have gotten to enjoy if still trapped in the Nightwalkers.
Today, he was fishing. He had found a bit of rotting dead thing on the beach and chucked the foul thing in the water, standing over it and waiting. Finally a suitable prey appeared, a few large mackerel, and he lunged forward, Jaws closing around the head of one. Triumphant, he carried the writhing thing up the beach to eat in peace.
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