Ankyra Sound Mont Blanc Radiance

water-wolf was not so far removed from seal. val supposed if you'd never seen a seal before, much like how dwin had called the ocean the vast water thingie, she might refer to a seal as a water-wolf.

he listened with great interest as dwin recounted finley's rendition of flying. meanwhile the crab squirmed angrily between her paws. a sigh of relief left him as she finally bent to the thing and ate it, shell and all.

bad day to be a crab, he supposed. they are plentiful and easy to catch, but if you look for them they are easiest found in the morning. he supposed if he was going to eventually see dwin off, he might as well impart as much wisdom as possible. how often he had wished to have a traveling companion, who could tell him of the secrets of the world and steer him kindly away from his own youthful foibles. if you are going to travel and be on your own, you should know these things. look --

val moved off at a trot, motioning to a patch of seaweed that had been left by the receding tide. if you are really desperate, seaweed makes a quick meal. but be careful what kind you eat. green and brown are okay, but if it is rimmed in red algae you best avoid it. and! val stood over the bundle of seaweed and flipped it over with a paw. there are often crabs and mollusks here you can eat too, if you are quick enough. but don't eat jellyfish. you won't like it.