Ankyra Sound elf gov ray.

If there was any difference between the Penn of yore and the Penn of today, it was that he was much better at hunting. For a while, he chased the seagulls for fun. Long enough that they let their guard down thinking they were not in any danger from him--he was just toying with them. When the time seemed right, he dropped onto his forelegs before one of them with his tail wagging high in the air. Everything about his posture was playful, and so it was quite a surprise to the bird when he suddenly sprang forward with violence, snatched it by the neck and killed it with a quick jerk of his head.

The gulls were onto him then. They sprang into the air with indignant shrieks that didn't at all phase the Blackthorn. He carried his meal up the shore towards dry sand, only then noticing that he was not alone.

He blinked in surprise at the mutilated girl approaching him. His eyes swept from missing ear to missing paw, his face contorting shamelessly into an impolite mix of disgust and wtf. He dropped the gull to his paws and lifted his gaze again, quirking a brow at her. "The hell happened to you, you piss off a velociraptor or something?" Penn asked when she was near enough, ever the charming gentleman.