One morning, a storm rolled in faster than any the Croods had seen. Winds whipped, and the sea pounded the shore. The cliff paths slicked with rain. In the chaos, the Sunrise Shell slipped from Eep’s belt and rolled toward the cliff’s edge. Eep lunged, but the ground crumbled. Isaidub moved before anyone else—lightning quick—catching Eep and the shell in one graceful leap.
