One For Me, One For You

With the young primate hiding in the fur on his scruff, he continued his investigation of this island. He knew he hadn't been here before, nor any other islands really because he didn't particularly like swimming. But this one he had decided to check out because the swim looked considerably shorter than the swim to the other islands that dotted Boreas' coast. He retraced his footsteps to the shoreline, deciding he wanted to check out the perimeter of the island before going inland. As he walked along the beach, his little hitchhiker seemed curious as it perked up and looked around with wide eyes. Before long, however, it seemed to make noises as if it were fussing or whining or...whatever little monkey babies did. He paused for a moment, peering at the creature. After a few moments, he could hear its stomach rumble and he knew what it needed. The only problem was...what the hell did juvenile monkeys eat? Did he get it fish? Leaves? Bugs? Man, this was very different from his fox kits. He knew what they ate, but a monkey? Not at all.

He decided to continue his trek on the beach, and hopefully, he could find something that might entice the primate. During the short walk, he had found and offered it a crab, a clam, and even caught a small fish that had gotten stuck in the shallows. But none of the seafood seemed to do the trick as the creature just turned up its nose. He was growing frustrated, for once in his life he didn't know what to do. But as he continued around the coast, he spotted what could potentially be his saving grace! Or at least, he hoped so. He hurried over to the stranger standing on the shore, the male speaking the moment he was within earshot. "Hey you! Think you can help me out?" He stopped several feet from her, mouth opening to talk again but he was cut off before he could even start by a loud squawking sound. What the ever loving fuck was she holding hostage?!

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