I Have Crabs!

There was no mistaking the sound of a child’s yelp and fairly certain Kione knew which kid he picked up his stride a bit as he made his way to the cove.  Low tide and plenty of trapped water with life teaming in them.  Further away, past a decent number of crabs, one of which was now trying to right itself from where it had apparently landed on its side.  Kione’s mouth opened in a grin, easily guessing the problem here.

Kione jogged out farther to meet up with Ricin, “Hello again Ricin.  Crab for dinner?” Kione would let Ricin out of admitting the truth if he didn’t want to say a small creature like the lobster had pinched his nose.  They could hurt and Kione imagined any child that had a beach to play at would learn it eventually.  Kione grinned as the aggressive crab finally righted itself.  Kione moved around behind the crab and scooped it up from behind, flipping it in the air as if just tossing a stone.  When the crab was on its descent Kione bit, crunching through the nose-pincher.  “I like to flip them up, they can’t really aim at you that way.  So long as you can catch it and get a good bite in, no danger.” Unless you missed of course.

Kione glanced in the tide pools, paw pointing to a different crab, “they come in different colors too.  Look, that one has blue claws.”  Kione didn’t know a lot about the ocean but he’d learned a bit on his travels, including about crabs.  “Just be careful what you play with.  Apparently, some things that come from the water are poisonous.  So if you don’t know what it is, don’t eat it.”  Wordly wisdom for land and sea really.  


"Kione"