we're doing this because fuck it, why not

Shore

Shore liked fighting, yeah, but she also enjoyed collecting random objects. Things like rocks, especially pretty rocks, and animal bones, and other things like... you know, stuff. Right, yes. That's what she's doing. Escaping the boundaries of "home" (she doesn't quite feel like it's that yet) and slithers out to explore. Long, lanky, growing legs stumble once or twice, but nothing too embarrassing. Her eyes are set ahead of her, narrowed in on something near the shore. Ha, shore like her name.

Through the reeds, snapping at a few mice and ducks trying to come near, Shore practically dives for the clay. A large clump of it sticks out as if someone had been digging at it recently. Minerals? Did they eat it? Hm, interesting. The pup digs, pawing at the claw, nearly ankle deep as she tries to get a good piece of it to take back to her mama.

Not far off, a warning growl rumbles around her. High-pitched cackling begins to grow closer. Beady eyes gleam in the afternoon light, prowling closer and closer to the pup. Slobbering lips jiggle as their teeth clack together, honing in on their next snack. Shore doesn't notice, doesn't care to notice until its almost too late. Whirling around, clay in paw, slinging it through the reeds at the group of hyenas. No mongrel would kill her today.

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we're doing this because fuck it, why not

mercy

Shore