I felt the primal urges radiating from her like sun upon my pelt. I can feel the touch of possession that I feel from her, that I am hers and she is mine. It is undeniable. I cannot fight it and yet the logical part of my brain questions my feelings, questions if it is one sided and...creepy. I do not wish to be as such, but at the same time, it feels so right, so natural, that if I was wordless like my mother, I wouldn't even need to explain myself to Aithne- she would just know. This rightness, it can never be taken from me.

Still, my laughter cannot be helped at her ignorance on how to eat crab. I made the same sort of mistakes as a youngster- I know how it is, but the fact that she delved into something so unsatisfactory so quickly...amused me. She was surprised, but willing to learn as I showed her the ways to eat the shelled creature.

I do watch with anticipation as she goes in to try the delicate, delicious meat. I do find that the creatures of the sea has a certain taste enhanced by the sea water. Sea water was quite different than fresh water. There was this extra tang to it, and it sure did make the fish and crabs extra delicious. My blue and lavender eyes watch, my teeth biting my lips, until I could almost feel the sweet satisfaction upon my own tongue. My tail automatically begin to wag the moment she makes eye contact with me, and I care not that it may be...flinging sand everywhere. It was hardly a concern of mine right now, all I wanted was for her to enjoy the little meal we caught together.

"Yes, it is, see? These guys don't make good replacement for land dwelling meat- more like snacks in between. And I have not eaten this...gator of yours," I muse, wondering what lizard types may taste like. As I recall, these types exist in bog water...and my mind almost recoils at the thought of eating a bog water creature. I lower my own black and grey jaw, biting again at the crab in an effort to end its misery and consume a bit more of the fresh flesh.

As I eat, she then speaks, and it absorbs into me, each and every word. She mentions my sister, and my ears perk even more. Vesper- my dearest sister. We were rather close, and I am rather protective of her and Judas. I am the eldest brother, and I have always taken it upon myself to ensure their safety over my own.

"Vesper...she is my little sister. I am happy that you know her," I say genuinely. It just...pleases me to know she met Vesper, to know what our family is like, so she knows perhaps, a little more about me.

"Seals...they come and go, we will have to go see if they are hanging around some rocks," I say, lifting my form off the ground, sand sticking to my russet belly. "Perhaps watch the sunset," I say in my hopeful tone, with a smile kind towards her as I look into her green eyes, my whole being genuine towards her. I am a creature naturally genuine, but I feel to be even more so around her. I reach down, pick up the crab in my mouth, and motion for her to follow further down the beach. I won't let the rest of this snack go to waste!

There is a pep to my step as I continue along the shore. Waves gently push against the sand near us, the light of the sun scattering as it begins its slow decent towards the horizon. I have traveled across the beach many times, and yet this time, it feels more right then ever. I turn my head towards Aithne, even with a crab in my mouth, with the legs sticking up in the air, I cannot help but grin become the sight of larger rocks comes into view, and the island off in the distance as well becomes more apparent. There are rocks in between mainland Glorall and our island, and often the seals will hang out there. I slow my pace, seeing a rock on the shore large enough for the two of us, I trot over and jump upon it, so we can get a better view of the seals. I drop the crab at my feet.

"Over there, see?" I ask, wondering if the view is good enough for her satisfaction.