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10-05-2016, 03:46 PM
| Fortune had to say, crab was probably her favorite thing just about ever. So sweet, so juicy. They were angry creatures of course, and the last one had tried to bite her back. Sassy prey were better than the ones that just rolled over and died for you. She's happy with herself, pleased, moving on to what would be target number two for the day. Another deep, warm tide pool. The girl's eyes are bright, glimmering as she tracks down the next target. More crab? Prawns? Muscles? She wouldn't know until she-- Ah-ha! Fortune pulls a full sized lobster from the water, the thing waggling in her teeth as she holds it. Rather unceremonious in her yanking, but there's delight in the way she does it. There's so much excitement. She's alive with it, prancing, dancing with the fact she's managed to catch it! Moving to the rocky part of the beach, Fortune is far less enthused when one of those meaty claws latches onto the leather of her ears. Offended, the creature tosses her quarry to the ground. It's hard enough to smash it, and she victoriously grabs the offending claw and cracks it open. Ah. Meat. Glorious meat! She's laughing to herself, loudly and victoriously. Fortune favors the brave. fortune shock & awe |