take me under

heaven's full & hell won't have me

Vulcan had never actually seen the ocean before, it wasn’t his fault though, he was born in a forest. All his travels had been over mountains or in forests, he knew about other terrains but had never witnessed them first hand. And because he could tell it was close, he would make his travels there. His nose wrinkling as he could smell the fish and birds, but he would enter the bay anyways. His eyes narrowing and skull parallel with his shoulders as he would stalk about. He could see a large mass on the beach, it smelled disgusting but he could see blood on the sand and therefore he would check it out. It was a whale, massive and with a lot of meat on it still. He smirked and licked his lips as he rounded it, seeing that some animals had scavenged off of it already but even all of these creatures combined could not devour it all yet. How could the brute take up such a free meal?