koi wolves fishing ISN'T cannibalism

Take could tell that Oki was surprised by his appearance and he couldn’t exactly blame him. The Ashen Dragon’s presence had been scarce and it seemed like his siblings hadn’t quite understood the full extent of his illness and how much it had crippled him. It didn’t help that he couldn’t verbalize his struggles to them.

Ike showed up, her big paws and gangly legs making her seem like a young fawn just learning how to walk. All of his sisters were beautiful and he’d fight anyone who said otherwise, from regal Iki, to fiery and brazen Kit, to charming and down to earth Ike. Sure she was a bit awkward at that moment, but he knew she’d grow into herself. He just wished it didn’t bother her so much. She leaned into his glowing, scaled side and he rumbled in greeting, turning his head to offer a bump to her cheek.

Oki confirmed what he’d suspected; that he was trying to repair the net in order to do a little fishing. The mischievous Abraxas tossed a piece of wood he’d untangled from the netting at Take, who ducked to the side and wrinkled his nose at his brother. At the mention of a shark, the glowing princeling bared his teeth and clicked them together a few times as if he were mimicking a shark with their many rows of sharp teeth. Then, he leaned down to continue untangling some of the sections from debris. Oki and Ike would likely be better than him at fixing the netting itself with their long, dextrous claws. He’d just do what he could to help.