how many shrimps

“I have something else in mind.” He grinned, eyeing one of the white wading birds in the estuary as it ducked its head under the water to snatch up a fish. The heron was gone without his help but there were other birds in the estuary to catch. Slowly he stalked forward, hidden by the reeds as he stepped closer, his eyes wide as he stalked the bird. The chains on his harness jingled slightly as he walked but the bird didn’t seem to notice. The white pelt of the bird was what he was after, more than the meat and he intended to have it as long as his sister didn’t have other plans in mind.

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