But that's still not enough.
Luo De wanted a wide gentle slope, where he could not only catch the sea when the tide receded but also walk along the coast.
The rocky ridge also understood this and continued to nibble after clearing the debris.
...
...
The glaring sunlight spilled onto the rocks on the coast, reflecting spots of silver light.
The sea breeze howled, carrying a salty fishy smell, whipping up fine waves that splashed against the jagged reefs.
In a mountain hollow surrounded by cliffs, the aroma of grilled fish was pervasive.
Dozens of Seal People sat around the fire, their faces filled with weariness and worry.
The Seal People, whether male or female, looked like middle-aged chubby figures, their bodies covered in sleek gray-brown fur, glistening with a moist sheen under the sun, like seals that had just crawled out of the sea.
Their limbs were short and stout, with a broad nose slightly upturned, and their faces sported long seal-like whiskers.
