Weaver

Moving back to shore, Duchess' ears flicked as the girl asked if they were ready to pull in. "Yeah, we can just grab whatever we can on the way in." She continued in step and weaved as she spotted the flash of moving fins.

When they made it back to shore, Duchess dug her paw into the sandy ground and curled the net over top of their catch. Careful not to let the net open too far and allow the fish to flop back into the ocean water, she stuck her head in and started tossing them further inland. They could divide them up fairly once they finished moving them away from the water.

"Duchess"