prompt #: 2
username: fuiuki
kalon name: Allison
team: Squid
answer:
Looking at the shoreline, and into the water, Allison stared intently at a small seashell. She stared and stared, hoping that it would be what she thought it was- ah! There! A tiny movement rocked the shell, before it rose on tiny legs. It was a hermit crab, of course. Allison carefully picked up the tiny shell and its inhabitant, who promptly hid away once more. It wouldn't be long before it emerged again however, crawling over her hand, exploring the mysterious, giant force keeping it out of the water.
Allison really likes hermit crabs. If it wasn't for their sensitivity to sound and commotion, she'd keep some in an aquarium, but being a rocker doesn't give much opportunity for pets if they aren't highly mobile. A bird might be doable, or even a dog. But no, she was no interested in birds or dogs. She was interested in tiny, reclusive crabs in their tiny, beautiful homes. She could definitely feel a kinship with them. At the slightest commotion, they'd hide away, deep in their safe homes. Allison sure wished she could do that too sometimes, but life is tough and you gotta stay tougher. Still... she admired the little hermits. It was probably not easy carrying your entire home around with you, all your worldly possessions on your back (or was it butt?).
Putting the little thing down, she watched as it scuttled away into the water, eager to find a better place to do whatever it is hermit crabs do, out of reach of grabby hands. She sighed, before staring into the water once more. She didn't exactly have to feel sad for the loss of one hermit crab, back in its natural habitat. If you looked closely... the sand was packed with tiny shells moving about.