[Rin's about to ask Nagisa what happened when the blood scent fills his senses. His eyes go wide and then narrow sharply, honing in on the source of the scent. He squeezes the trinket in his hand, showing no concern over the bits of glass that pierce his fingers. His only attention is on the fleeing selkie and the trail of blood behind him, inviting the shark to chase after it.
Gone is any thought of the mer that spent the last several minutes helping him hunt for his special treasures. Now, all he sees is an escaping meal.
Rin lowers his head and then surges forward to pursue the selkie, only to have that familiar pain in his tail hold him back. He lashes it in fury, forgetting about the tight space he's currently in. Something heavy (possibly the trove's trapdoor) crashes down the middle of his tail. Try as he might, he can't manage the momentum to fight his way free. Rin curses and tears at the surrounding wood with his claws, enraged at both his entrapment and the loss of his lunch.]
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Gone is any thought of the mer that spent the last several minutes helping him hunt for his special treasures. Now, all he sees is an escaping meal.
Rin lowers his head and then surges forward to pursue the selkie, only to have that familiar pain in his tail hold him back. He lashes it in fury, forgetting about the tight space he's currently in. Something heavy (possibly the trove's trapdoor) crashes down the middle of his tail. Try as he might, he can't manage the momentum to fight his way free. Rin curses and tears at the surrounding wood with his claws, enraged at both his entrapment and the loss of his lunch.]