Clubbing baby seals

Kite crept forward. Eyes on the price Vanta had promised her. The seals were sleeping in a pile, and she found herself wondering if she could bash more than one in quick succession before deciding that was just greedy. Instead, she picked out a nice large one and lifted her club. She smacked it down hard and it crumpled down. She kicked it lightly and it didn’t budge. By this point, Vanta had done the same to her chosen seal, and the rest of the babies were awake and crying. It was time to scram before the parents got there.

She threw the stick in Vantas bag and gripped the seal in her teeth. “Quickly Vanta!” she said around her mouthful.


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