Stavanger Bay barnacle bill

The meeting had concluded. Now was the time for merriment. But it was not in his heart to be merry, though once he would have rejoiced for such a time to bond with his crew and eat and belong. It was the chance for him to take a step toward deserving his title, too — did he even want it anymore? — but he could not. Sandpiper would not even look at him, and that lanced him again. His ears and head fell, and Raptor gradually moved to the edge of the group, slipping away when he thought no one was looking.