Steven Seagull: part seagull, part action hero, all attitude. While other seagulls stole chips, Steven stole justice. He strutted the jetty in slow motion, wings always somehow billowing, squinting at trouble like it owed him fish. When a gang of pelicans muscled in on snack territory, Steven whispered, “Not on my watch,” then dive-kicked a bait bucket with mystical precision. Fish flew everywhere. Pelicans panicked. Tourists applauded. After restoring order, Steven glided into the sunset, muttering, “I’m getting too old for this squawk.”
Steven Seagull: part seagull, part action hero, all attitude. While other seagulls stole chips, Steven stole justice. He strutted the jetty in slow motion, wings always somehow billowing, squinting at trouble like it owed him fish. When a gang of pelicans muscled in on snack territory, Steven whispered, “Not on my watch,” then dive-kicked a bait bucket with mystical precision. Fish flew everywhere. Pelicans panicked. Tourists applauded. After restoring order, Steven glided into the sunset, muttering, “I’m getting too old for this squawk.”
