Making Sea Shells by the Seashore
02-01-2016, 08:55 PM
Esa was glad when he agreed to stick around, saying he had nowhere else to be. She believed him - though not seemingly enthused about digging up sea creatures, he was in no rush to be anywhere else. Sometimes it was better to pass the time doing something weird with someone you didn't know, than to just keep wandering alone with nothing better to do. If he had somewhere to be, he certainly wouldn't be wasting his time learning to catch clams. She felt him come up beside her while her eyes busily scanned the water. Do they move? Or do you just grab them? The pools here were bustling with life and she wasn't worried that she'd lose any opportunities, so she took a moment to look over at him with a glimmer of amusement in her eyes and answer his question. But first she'd have to stifle a burst of laughter. "Of course they move!" she burst out, a chuckle accompanying her tone. He really hadn't seen anything from the sea, had he? She supposed she shouldn't have laughed at him though; if one had never seen the shelled creatures before, one might assume they were just a motionless rock. After all, they kinda looked like rocks. Strange, flat, edible rocks, but rocks nonetheless. "I'm sorry," she said, hoping he wouldn't be offended, "They're weird. They're like flat rocks, with a mouth, and this funny little tongue that sticks out. And they don't look like it, but they're pretty good at digging." Okay, they were pretty strange, and who would ever know these things about a clam? "Maybe I should just show you," she said, flattening her ears and looking back to the pool. Her nose pointed to one of the streams of bubbles, then leapt toward it and began digging furiously. Chaotic waves of sand and water splashed from her paws, soaking her belly and flying up behind her. Maybe she should have warned him that it was going to get a little messy. Too late now. Her claws pulled up the sand quickly, and the second she felt her claw hit the hard shell she dunked her face and clasped the strange creature before it could dig away from her grasp. She lifted her head and turned to Steel to present the large clam. Considering he'd seem barely interested in agreeing to learn how to dig them up, she wondered if he'd be interested in getting this wet over a clam. "Wanna try?" she mumbled around the shell, tilting her head. |