A hell of a bluff

Wriggling in his father's jaws, Corsair dropped the short distance to the ground and took a moment to watch his siblings scatter in all directions. The desire to chase, corner, bark and bite was visceral, but he fought it down. Mother had told them they needed to be on their best behaviour and he didn't want to disappoint his parents by unleashing his heathenistic tendencies in public. Not if he could help it. Glancing over his shoulder at the bonfire, the distant lapping of waves called to him, and he trotted off towards the beach. Maybe he'd be able to spot Sid on the opposite bank in the fading light?

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