Whose Seal of Approval?

The leopard seal didn’t take kindly to Beauregard chomping on it… and hell, it wasn’t like he was even managing to get much blood with all this fat in the way. If he had a weapon bigger than a dagger he might be able to cut through it, but against these sorts of beasts his best weapons were his fangs. But with the angry beast spinning toward him the only thing he could do was release it and move away from its fangs. But then the girl was on its back and the thing really didn’t like that. It began to sway, and Beau bristled. “H-hey! Look out!” If she didn’t move the damn thing was going to roll over on her and flatten her like a pancake. Maybe they could just get this thing to give up and go back to the water where it belonged?