They can slowly, gradually herd the otters further and further down the beach. One of them squealed in delight after finding a particularly shiny shell, which caused its brothers to start fighting with them over it - Ammy grabbed that one by the scruff and lifted it.

The otters, though, just started bonking and tackling her, trying to get her to drop the otter with their favored shell. HELL. Standing on her hind legs to try and get some height, Ammy whined.