Carried away by a moon shadow
. . .
Oracle grinned widely at her mothers praise, she was a great hunter, and she was certain she could catch all the turtles on the beach, never mind that there where probably more then a hundred just in the area around them, it was as if that first nest had been the signal and now all the little creatures where scrabbling free. But her turtle, her mighty catch was trying to escape with a little growl she caught it again using her paw to pin it to the ground another turtle bumped into her rear leg and she jumped spinning to look at the one that had run into her as it disappeared into the surf, and accidentally flipping the pinned animal onto its back. turning back she looked at the creature lying there with its belly exposed, its flipper thrashing uselessly against the sand ?why doesn't it turn back over,? she asked watching the creature her face creased in confusion, she rolled onto her own back looking at the little creature as it struggled its tiny black eyes met her own and her frown deepened.
it was then lying on her back her feet in the air and cheek pressed against the ground that she saw it, a crab, but this was not the little creatures she had been chasing before this one was big. Rolling back over she stood temporarily forgetting the little creature at her feet watching the crab as it skittered across the sand, grinning she watched it was it following the turtles maybe it was going to be there body guard, help them get off their backs. But then the crab lunged at one of the turtle hatchlings grabbing the creature in its pincers it began to tear at it and oracles jaw dropped. She had eaten meat she was a wolf after all but she had never really thought about where it came from, now she watched as the harsh truth played out before her.
The rest of the turtles parted around the crab as it devoured its prey, but it had simply been the first more where starting to emerge and oracle tore her gaze from the grizzly scene looking back at the baby that lay between her feet still trapped on it back then up at her mother. Her face was sad the joy of a moment ago dissipating slightly in the harsh light of reality. Without speaking she carefully bent picking up the turtle between her teeth and carrying him to the water she placed him on the waters edge and watched him struggle for a moment before surging into the waves, ?mama can we help some of them, please,? her voice was small, a part of her knew that there where probably even more dangers under the water but the crabs where eating them and, she wanted to help.
"Speech."