Scaley Critters

Amusement flickered across her pale features at Jynn's surprise. Swimming and fishing had been as integral to survival as breathing, and walking; the water was her birthright. More than once she remembered tales of scuffles between her people and neighboring tribes as they impinged on their territories. She'd learned that she might face something similar here. Wolves in lands far beyond her home seemed more likely to settle down in one place and claim the land as their own, but she had a hard time imagining water trying to be claimed… and fortunately it seemed the inhabitants of this continent had an aversion to islands, as least that she'd seen thus far.

Nami wasn't too bothered by that. It meant more for her to explore, and fewer boundaries she had to worry about crossing.

"My people are fishers. It was how I was born and raised. I'm from the far north, where prey was often pretty scarce, but there were always fish to be found!" She admitted with a grin, shifting where she was lying to adjust her weight to the side. They were a fair distance from the komodo dragons but they still lurked, occasionally paying mind to them but mostly focused on their own existence. A few of them were sprawled out on the sand, sunbathing, while others prowled as if in search of food, slow and deliberate. None of them made any effort to come their way, fortunately for them all. She made another effort to take in her surroundings, noting how vastly the trees varied here, short and gnarled compared to the long, willowy pine trees of the other island they'd explored together.