"If safe place is not here and only stupid birds around will we go somewhere else?" Jester asks curious.
"Yes, I'm bored. And hungry. Let's go" Wolf growls.
"I agree, let's look around", Lamb says. "But I need a sharp tool first, for those who go willingly. I left a few knives up there", she nods in the direction of her scavenged goods, still holding the crate of fish.
"Want me to get them?" Jester asks but doesn't wait for the answer. He runs up to the top of the dune and collects the daggers. He stuffs them into his mouth to have his paws free to run back. And as daggers are sharp he takes them by the handle.
"I dot dem." he tells proudly as he is back sitting in from of Lamb. Holding the daggers with the pointy end towards her drooling over the handles.
Lamb laughs again. "Why thank you, little Jester." she says, and carefully takes a few daggers from him and sticks them into her belt. "Have you any idea which way to go? Have you seen much of the land yet?"
"No. There is sea in that direction" he says pointing to the water "sea with trees in that direction" pointing to the top of the dune "more sea in that direction" pointing along the beach that runs out into the sea to the south.
"If we don't like sea then only that direction is left." Jester states feeling important as he points to the hills or mountains in the north.
"Then let's go there," Lamb says, and starts walking.
Wolf growls "And everywhere Lamb went..."
"...Wolf was sure to follow." Lamb finishes.
"Who's Lamb?" Jester asks.
"That's her" Wolf says
"That's me," Lamb says simultaniously
"Oh." Jester replies taken aback. "But wolfs eat lambs, don't they?"
"Not this Lamb," Wolf growls, "We're Kin."
"You're strange. You're wolf and lamb. You eat everything that runs and you eat nothing at all." Jester shakes his head to get rid of the confusion in his head.
Then he turns around and grabs the handle of his box with one of his front paws to pull it after him on the way to the mountains.
The box moves with ease as the darkwood is rather light.
But limping on three legs backwards is not to Jesters liking. So he moves around to the other side and tries to push it with his head. Which also works, but the chest changes direction without asking. And he doesn't see where he goes.
Looking around in frustration Jester notices some rope. He runs there in his bouncing style and fetches some 20 feet of rope. He threads the rope through the handle of the box and knots the ends of the rope together. He steps inside the loop and takes the knot in his mouth.
"I'm ready" he says sounding funny and starts pulling the chest over the beach in direction of the mountains. Creating a nice 1.4 feet wide track on the beach. But at least it covers up his tracks.
Jester looks around for stuff he thinks is useful. If he finds something he pauses to fetch it and put it into his box. Then he picks up the rope again and moves on.
Jester flips every shell around to see what it looks on the other side. And if they are empty he jumps on top of them for he likes the cracking noise. But a one shell - a rather large true tulip - he carefully collects and puts it into the box on the hay.
He is also fascinated by the colorful sea glass. He is overly excited everytime he finds a bit. And he collects all of them.
Lamb hums as she walks, and often giggles when Jester is enthousiastic about a found shell or sea glass. She also looks around, but more to see if there's any hint about what happened to their ship, why it sank - or if there's any other wrecks or survivors around.
Wolf is more puzzled by Jester's antics than amused. He looks around as well, but more to see if there's any other prey he can hunt. Crabs, birds that don't fly, or small mammals.
Jester notices how wolf is looking around too. But he seems to miss all the good things. He approaches Wolf with a sea glass pebble. "See I've found another one. You must look carefully between all the stone pebbles. This one's a present for you." Jester holds out the sea glass to Wolf.
"What's that?", Wolf inquires. "Can I eat it?" Wolf inquires.
"I don't know." Jester replies and sticks the sea glass in his mouth chewing on it. Which makes some horrible noises. He spits it back into his claw and holds it out to Wolf again. "I don't think you can eat it. But you can have it if you want." he says with shining eyes.
"What is it's use if I can't eat or chase it?" Wolf asks.
"I don't know." Jester replies. "I'll put it into my box. If you want to have it later just tell me."
Jester walks back to his box and puts the pebble in. Picking up the rope he continues to pull the box to the mountains.
Wolf looks questioningly at Lamb.
Lamb just hums a tune and keeps walking, looking out over the beach.
Jester stops once he stands in the water. As he stops the already swimming box moves faster than he is and pushes him from behind. He looks back angrily at the box for such misbehaviour.
Lamb looks on to Jester to see if he needs any help, ready to put down the chest with his fish.
Wolf trots up the dune, looking over to see if there's any continuing path towards the mountains.
Jester walks in a circle ogling the chest carefully. As it moves strangely in the water he pulls it back onto the beach where it immediately stops moving on it's own. "Aren't we going further?" he asks as he notices everyone stopped.
Jester hops into the water without the Chest. But as soon as it becomes clear that the water is deeper than he is tall - even though he might manage to keep his eyes and nose above the water if he tries really hard - he jumps back to the beach and into his box. "Would you pull me?" he asks Lamb.
Wolf checks to see if there's any way around instead of across, perhaps through the mangrove forest.
"I would, little dragon, but I don't think I can wade through all the way." She looks around. "Perhaps we can build a raft... like a small boat? Or perhaps we need to build a safe place here, for the day."
Wolf paws at the water edge, making small splashes every time.
"You know how to build boats?" Jester asks excitedly.
"No." Lamb simply answers light heartedly.
"Hrmpf." Jester makes a frustrated noise. Thinking about it he gets an idea. "I know! It has to be built like my box!" he tells excitedly until he realises that knowing how it should be and knowing how it is made this way are two things that are only loosely related. Which makes him frown again.
Jester decides to try another path. With a stern gaze he looks at the water. He is going to stare the sea down. Even if it takes hours to do so.
Lamb patiently looks at Jester and the water, and waits to see if the water is receding.
"I'm bored, Lamb."
Jesters eyes hurt already from all the staring.