Dragoncrest Cliffs Get yer meathooks off me!

She caught his look and smirked as she turned and led the way.  Falling into a companiable walk, she glanced at him.  The trick is to come upon them when they are on the sand or lower cliffs.  Take them by surprise.  We'll want to be quiet.  She said in an undertone.  There was a chance there would be none, but as the tide pulled out, the sand was generally scattered with food that the greedy flappers couldn't resist.

Before long she spotted three... two hopping a bit closer to the surf, the third pecking at something nearer the foot of the cliffs.  She stopped, then glanced at Merlin.... waiting.  Would he take first pounce.  She tensed, preparing to creep forward.