It is a slow but steady progress and one tha Maedhros hopes will keep up until they get them somewhere more suited to the rambunctious little things. That hope is quickly dashed when one of them finds it's little treasure, he knows enough about any young creature to know what will come after that and it comes as no surprise when the chaos begins.

"Hey! Stop you little rascals, there are plenty of shells around for all of you." He says as he tries to break up the fighting. But unfortunately he only has one hand to work with and some of the otters start taking his actions as an invitation to play so they start to bonk him as well.