Zeb laughed as he patted Harry's naked flank, "Yeah, you jock boys make fine meaty seals with handsome hides."
At least, I think that seal was - er, is- Harry? At least that seal smells like Harry smelt while he was changing. I think? Mm, fish. Juicy, tasty, crunchy fish. Mm, fish.
Zeb used his face to open his phone, and keyed in an encrypted connection. There was a pause, then three beeps in acknowledgment. Then a distorted voice spoke.
"You acquired the cargo?" the voice asked.
"Yes sir, 29 warm flapping sealboys ready for processing," Zeb answered. He paused and asked, "Since there are 4 extra hides, any chance I could keep one." Zeb grinned as he said that and began to run his free hand over my furry body. I vaguely thought he might be talking about me, but I was busy trying to get my share of fish before my teammates ate it all.
"Okay, Zed, you get your pick of the hides. Just be sure they're loaded in the container and ready for pickup in an hour."
CLICK.