“Zeta,” Epsy slowly lowered her head toward Zeta. “You’re not here to eat them, are you?”
“No! No!” Zeta dared to glance up at Epsy, taking note of the rows of short white teeth she was flashing at him. “Zeta not eat your eggs! Our eggs?” He evened out his tone into a question.
Epsy growled and continued staring at him for a few more moments. Then she gracefully dipped her head and snatched the seal out from under Zeta’s muzzle. The seal was flipped into the air and Epsy caught it.
She swallowed it whole.
Zeta didn’t dare move until Epsy allowed him to.
