one of those melodramatic fools

Raumr is used to the awe and surprise at the sight of him. But now it was his turn to awe and startle at the shark that thrashed beneath their power and strength. He doesn't focus on the others, allowing them to do what they can to assist. Blood taints the water around them, the air, every bit of his chest and face as he chokes on it and the saltwater. His paws scramble for purchase against the slippery rocks as he continues to heave his body closer to shore. Sinking his claws further into the muscled meat of the shark's tail, Raumr refuses to let go. Even as his claws slide down that slimy skin and meat, he merely repositions and continues to yank backward. Slowly, but surely, they heave the shark onto land.

Raumr Regalus, the Third