Ankyra Sound And isn't it easy

She continued in her sing song and, admittedly, there was some comfort in that. A reprieve from the prickly tingle in his face of such a strong pinch. He could instead try to focus on her lulling words. The message in her music.

It would hurt.

And indeed it had. He imagined he would feel the ache for a few days with such tender skin located along his lips. Idly he licked at them as she presented her fix to his foolhardy ways.

A stick was placed within reach of the Krab and it plucked at it with quicker strength than it had his lip. Then his musical company was quick to act back. Teeth in the hardened shell of the ferocious little oceanic insect. He watched as the stick as all but forgotten in its departure from this world.

Then it was offered before him. Such kindness. Delicately he aimed to bite right off the strong limb that had attacked him. Some sort of bitter revenge and a claim upon the tiny beast. It could no longer hurt anyone.

Carefully he sought to place the big clawed limb at her paws. A gentle look of pride and protection settled upon his pale-painted facial features.