Shell in your pocket

The shrieking bird all but dive bombed him from the sky and the boy panicked. The wife was where?! His frantic howl for Gilgamesh was about all he could manage before he ran to the area of the building he had claimed as his own. He'd stumbled across an orange round thing... It tasted terrible but it floated really well, and it had some strange white vine thing strung around it's edges. He grabbed it swiftly and made his way down to the beach, spotting the flailing woman out far too deep for his paws to touch. At least if he could get the ring near enough to her, he might not drown in the process.

“Speech”