Ankyra Sound And isn't it easy

His ears pressed with interest as she hummed along that same tune. Only to punctuate it with the same word she had blessed him with the knowledge of.

Krab.

Again and again the word looped in his mind. Even as she carried on with another tune. Well. A familiar, albeit slightly changed tune. The crab would eat and he wondered what it would eat. Them? Surely not. Except...she fixed it up. Changed the order and suddenly it made sense in a different light.

Will eat crab. Who will? Him or her?

He figured that it must be caught for them to even dream of eating it, though. So with a foolish bravery he sought to simply pluck it from its pool. Only to be met with a firm snip to his lip. Not enough that it clung on or broke skin, but it certainly stung enough for his features to wrinkle in pain.