12. The Feast
Together they walked up the beach to a rocky spot, where Rombom dropped his prey in a heap. The shark must have been fifteen feet long. The thud when it hit the ground, sounded like a car crash. The hunter plopped down on its haunches with the most satisfied look on its face. Without wasting any time, he snatched the shark by the tail with his great mouth, and peeled the spiky skin from its body with his sharp claws. The procedure reminded Gus of peeling a banana. The barbed husk came off in a single piece, revealing bright, pink shark meat underneath. Rombom tossed the shell onto a pile of previously discarded and dried out skins.
The once-menacing shark, now looked like something Gus might see in a grocery store. Rombom plopped the ton of flesh onto the rock in front of Gus and bowed his head. Gus shook his head in disgust and waved his hands.
“You go first, Rombom! Please!”
Together they walked up the beach to a rocky spot, where Rombom dropped his prey in a heap. The shark must have been fifteen feet long. The thud when it hit the ground, sounded like a car crash. The hunter plopped down on its haunches with the most satisfied look on its face. Without wasting any time, he snatched the shark by the tail with his great mouth, and peeled the spiky skin from its body with his sharp claws. The procedure reminded Gus of peeling a banana. The barbed husk came off in a single piece, revealing bright, pink shark meat underneath. Rombom tossed the shell onto a pile of previously discarded and dried out skins.
The once-menacing shark, now looked like something Gus might see in a grocery store. Rombom plopped the ton of flesh onto the rock in front of Gus and bowed his head. Gus shook his head in disgust and waved his hands.
“You go first, Rombom! Please!”
Together they walked up the beach to a rocky spot, where Rombom dropped his prey in a heap. The shark must have been fifteen feet long. The thud when it hit the ground, sounded like a car crash. The hunter plopped down on its haunches with the most satisfied look on its face. Without wasting any time, he snatched the shark by the tail with his great mouth, and peeled the spiky skin from its body with his sharp claws. The procedure reminded Gus of peeling a banana. The barbed husk came off in a single piece, revealing bright, pink shark meat underneath. Rombom tossed the shell onto a pile of previously discarded and dried out skins.
The once-menacing shark, now looked like something Gus might see in a grocery store. Rombom plopped the ton of flesh onto the rock in front of Gus and bowed his head. Gus shook his head in disgust and waved his hands.
“You go first, Rombom! Please!”